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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, run-down machinery surrounds a sprawling, shallow pool of liquid mercury, reflecting the pale light of an overcast sky. Umm, wisps of fog cling to the rusted hulks, and the air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and something metallic. Water somehow flows upwards from the mercury's surface, forming delicate, crystalline structures that shatter and reform constantly, like... synchronized to a steady hum in the air, its pitch shifting as a vintage Teletype machine in the distance spews out a continuous stream of punched tape. The smell of burned plastic lingers.