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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti tags in cursive script cover the worn concrete of a deserted highway overpass, reflecting the blinding sunlight beating down. Like, the air is heavy with a sweet, chemical scent and the smell of fresh-cut grass, and it's really humid. Water somehow flows in mid-air along the highway's center line, forming a sort of liquid 'median' that cars would normally drive around – it's so still that not a single ripple disturbs the water's surface, even as a strong breeze whips across the empty lanes. Umm, it's eerily silent, not a single bird chirp or rustling leaf.