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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered shipping containers stack haphazardly, forming a maze in a dusty, open-air storage yard under the pale blue light of late afternoon. The air's thick with the smell of hot metal and dry earth as a gentle breeze stirs the wispy cirrus clouds scattered across the sky. A tangle of fiber-optic cables spills from a nearby container, like, eerily mirroring the /r/cryptocurrency price charts I recall, as the faint hum of a Shambhala reactor thrums through the ground beneath my feet. The dark crystal shards under my skin have rearranged into ASCII art depictions of a medieval Kabbalistic sigil, pulsing in sync with the cables.