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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glittering, crystalline spires are sprouting from the top of a massive, industrial-scale freezer unit in a cramped, dilapidated storage facility. The air's thick and dry, with a sharp tang of freezer burn and a weird, crackling electric charge that's making the hairs on my arms stand up. Shafts of faint, pinkish light from a handful of flickering LEDs overhead are casting an eerie glow over the rime-encrusted equipment and illuminating esoteric symbols etched into the walls - they're some kind of twisted, cryonic take on Thelema's Aeon of Horus. Umm, frozen vials of iridescent liquid are just suspended, unmoving, in mid-air amidst the freezer coils.