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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Air's thick with the smell of smoke and grease. I'm surrounded by a sprawling, abandoned drive-in movie theater, screens cracked and overgrown with weeds, speakers still blaring a static-filled podcast about ancient conspiracy theories. The sun beats down at a weird angle, like it's late afternoon, but somehow it's simultaneously rising on the opposite side of the sky, casting an intense, blinding light over the whole scene. In the center, a massive, crystal-encrusted VHS tape – somehow still playing a distorted, slowed-down video of a murmuration of starlings – has burst through the pavement, pulsating with a low, buzzing energy.