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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, industrial bakery's interior stretches out before me, lit by pale morning sunlight filtering through grimy skylights. Umm, massive metal mixers are calmly churning out gigantic batches of some sort of bright blue, fluffy pastry dough, while the air's thick with the smell of warm sugar and, like, a faint tang of gasoline. The room's somehow perfectly silent despite the constant whirring of machinery, and giant glass jars filled with what looks like liquid silver are, uh, simply embedded in the walls for no apparent reason.