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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sun-bleached server racks, covered in thick layers of dust, stand like sentinels across a barren, rocky plain, umm... the air is stale and dry, heavy with the scent of burned circuits and overheated components. The sky above is a pale, milky yellow, like the color of old computer plastics, with no visible sun, and a series of chunky, cryptopunk-style satellite dishes sprouting from the ground, beaming a tangible, buzzing signal towards some unknown destination. Water trickles upwards from the ground, gathering in frozen, crystal-like formations on the server racks, where it just... stays.