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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Mangled, still-twitching bodies of what look like ravaged mechs litter the cratered floor of a bombed-out, abandoned Olympic-sized swimming stadium, like, with the air thick with the stench of fuel oil, smoke, and decaying metal. Snowflakes of what appears to be molten glass are falling from the sky, accumulating on the wreckage in a toxic, quivering blanket, and it's eerily silent except for the distant hum of cryptocurrency mining rigs. The sky above is a deep, pulsing red with clouds that seem to be made of liquid lead, and the sun's just a faint, crimson smear above the horizon. Uh, the pool's filled with bioluminescent tendrils instead of water.