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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rivulets of smoldering, incandescent tar seep from the maw of a half-buried, industrial furnace in a sprawling, abandoned foundry. The air reeks of charred metal and smoke, and the acrid tang makes my eyes burn. A flock of chromed-out, robotic starlings flit about the upper reaches of the foundry, their iridescent feathers pulsing with cryptocurrency market trends... like, eerily echoing the cadence of sizzling metal in the furnace. It's pouring rain through the foundry's blown-out roof, yet the water doesn't extinguish the furnace's smoldering fire.