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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pooling around a decrepit, concrete statue of the Ouroboros in the middle of a cracked, asphalt parking lot. Like, the air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and exhaust fumes, the stillness of the air broken by the sound of distant thunder and the creaking of twisted, metal streetlights that seem to be growing organic, pulsing tendrils. A thin, sheet of iridescent ice is somehow coating the surface of the parking lot, reflecting the faint light of an impossible, geometric sun that's embedded in the clouds like a shard of splintered glass. Umm, the air feels electric...