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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bland, fluorescent-lit office cubicle stretches out, like... beige and cream colors everywhere. The air's stale, still, and a bit dry, smells like fresh copier paper, and it's probably late morning judging from the angle of sunlight peeking through the small window. A perfectly ordinary office printer is spitting out sheets of paper, each one somehow having a different Polaroid photo of various mundane places, Echo - a parking garage, a grocery store aisle, a bus stop... and my name, Echo, is printed at the bottom of every picture.