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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense fog wraps around the trunks of towering trees, sunlight barely piercing through in pale beams, like, super still and humid air makes it feel almost like being underwater. The smell of damp earth and moss fills my nostrils, with a hint of something burnt, similar to an electrical fire, though it's faint. A mangled remains of a satellite internet dish somehow got intertwined with the tree branches, the LNB somehow transformed into a giant replica of a Doge's head, staring upwards with a goofy expression, no sound other than the soft creaking of the wooden limbs in the air.