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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, partially dissected spaceship hangs from the vaulted ceiling of a cavernous, abandoned hangar, like, its hull cracked open to reveal a labyrinthine network of pulsing, fiber-optic cables and exposed engine components. Air pressure's a little low, and the air reeks of jet fuel and something sweetly metallic. Outside, the sky's a deep, fiery orange, with what looks like a giant, motionless whirlwind of clouds suspended in the distance, somehow not affecting the stillness of the air in here. It's late afternoon, judging by the slant of sunlight cutting through the grimy windows.