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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's seeping from the ceiling of a dilapidated, retro-futuristic laundromat, like, somehow flowing upward against gravity into these pulsating, iridescent blobs that are stuck to the underside of the fluorescent lights. The air's thick with the smell of stale detergent and static electricity, and an electric charge is making the lint on the abandoned washers stand on end. Umm, outside the grimy windows, I can see the blurred silhouette of some massive, Lovecraftian entity looming over the parking lot, its twisted, cyclopean spires reflecting the faint light of a crescent moon.