The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of grease coats the machinery in a massive, abandoned factory, with like, giant hydraulic presses and steel rollers just rusting away. The air's heavy with the smell of motor oil and decay, and it's humid, making the air feel sticky on my skin. A Discord bot's scrolling through its changelog on the factory's old control panels, but somehow, it's being projected in sharp, high definition. Uh, outside, I can see a chunk of the actual Three Mile Island nuclear power plant just... embedded seamlessly into the nearby hillside.