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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-tagged, abandoned shipping containers are stacked haphazardly on the frozen tundra, like some sort of post-apocalyptic monument, umm, with massive, crystalline icicles hanging off their rusted sides. The air's super cold, feels like it's sucking all the heat from my body, and it's got this weird, pulsating charge that's making my skin itch. Above, the aurora borealis is, uh, perfectly replicating a giant Among Us screen in the sky, all these colorful, swirling patterns and symbols, no idea how that's happening. Everything's eerily silent except for this low, distant rumble, like thunder but there's no storm.