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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a low-pressure system casts a grey haze over a vast, abandoned velodrome. The air is thick with the smell of rain and... there's a static electricity charge making my hair stand up, despite it being relatively humid. Like, the curved track is somehow... warped, distorted in places, like the very geometry of the space has been messed with. Water seeps through cracks in the track, collecting in small pools that perfectly reflect images from the Book of the Sacred Magic of Abramelin – I see tiny, mirrored versions of the squares of the Kameas.