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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a twisted, metal mass resembling a gutted industrial loom sits atop a dais, surrounded by scattered, stained medical gowns, and partially disassembled surgical equipment, like, in the center of a decaying, baroque chapel. Outside, heavy rain pounds against grimy, stained-glass windows, casting an eerie, pulsing glow over the scene. Water pools around the chapel's altar, where a grotesque, dissected carcass seems to be somehow slowly reassembling itself, like, the limbs and organs inching into place. Air's thick with the stench of decay and rot.