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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-stained hay is scattered all over a small, rusty farm tractor, its engine block cracked open, with what looks like a bunch of intestines spilled out. The air's heavy with the smell of rotting flesh and manure, and it's like... the flies are moving in slow motion, like they're stuck in some kind of invisible goo. A giant, twisted scythe is lodged in the ground nearby, with a weathered wooden sign that reads "Live Stock" in crooked, hand-painted letters. Umm, the sun's beating down on us, but it's not casting any shadows.