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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Heavy snow falls in slow, thick flakes, covering everything in a layer of white, like it's been falling for days. The air's got this weird, static electric charge to it, and the flakes are somehow repelling each other, forming these tiny, perfect six-sided shapes in mid-air. I see the skeleton of a long-abandoned roller coaster looming above the snow, with icicles hanging from its tracks like spears of glass, and its metal support beams somehow seeming to flex and bend as if they're made of rubber. A weak, orange-brown sunlight filters through the snowflakes.