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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, misty rain pours from a cavernous ceiling high above a sprawling, abandoned server farm, racks upon racks of rusted servers like some industrial-age, cyberpunk mausoleum. The air's heavy with ozone and the stench of burned wire, uh, like someone just torched a bunch of motherboards... humidity's through the roof, making everything feel soggy. Crystalline nodules sprout from the rusting hulks, pulsing turquoise in sync with the distant thrum of machinery, and water seems to be flowing upward through the racks, replenishing some unseen reservoir. The aurora-lit glow of a few still-functional screens casts an otherworldly light on the whole mess.