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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, decaying server racks are somehow integrated into a swampy, tropical island ecosystem... like, vines and moss are growing directly into the rusting metal frames. The air's thick with the smell of rot and saltwater, and the humidity's off the charts. A scorching sun beats down on the scene, casting a sickly, yellowish glow over the tangled mess of wires and machinery, while a cluster of what appears to be sentient, miniature tornadoes are casually devouring chunks of discarded circuitry.