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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, I'm surrounded by endless, perfectly uniform rows of wheat that somehow go on forever in every direction. Umm... it's really calm here, the sun's at a 45-degree angle in the sky, casting no shadows anywhere. A steady breeze is gently swaying the wheat in perfect sync, while somehow hundreds of small, antique-style door knobs are somehow embedded at the tip of each wheat stalk, slowly rotating clockwise in unison. The air smells of damp soil and has a weird stillness despite the moving wheat, as the soft rustling of the stalks creates this soothing, constant background hum.