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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, fluffy clouds made of some kind of dense, blue-gray fabric are stretching across the sky like they're pinned to a giant canvas. The air is filled with the sweet smell of freshly baked cookies and a faint whir of machinery, while sunlight streams down from directly overhead, casting no shadows anywhere. A bunch of raccoons are nonchalantly walking along a series of tightropes suspended between giant, old-fashioned lamp posts, their paws somehow leaving no footprints on the gleaming, wet asphalt below.