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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight streams through the grimy windows of a massive, abandoned diner, casting uneven shadows on the vinyl booths. Like, the air's got this heavy, greasy smell and it's really humid, but outside, a freakishly perfect miniature replica of the Grand Canyon just kinda... exists, in the middle of the parking lot, complete with its own weather system and what looks like a tiny, self-contained thunderstorm brewing on the horizon. Umm, the sound of sizzling meat still echoes from the kitchen, but the stoves are cold and dark.