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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of frost coats an endless expanse of what looks like... abandoned dinner tables, stretching out as far as I can see under the pale blue light of an early morning sky. The air's crisp and still, with a hint of something like gasoline lingering on the breeze. Umm, the tables seem to be arranged in a specific pattern, reflecting the layout of some ancient ley line system, and the frost is starting to melt in places, revealing fragments of torn playing cards and cryptic messages scrawled on the tablecloths.