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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Granite tombstones stretch like uneven teeth across a rain-soaked, spongy lawn, umm, speckled with bright-green lichen, worn etchings on their weathered faces bearing ASCII art of 90s-style GIF emoticons. The air clings to everything, heavy and charged with ozone, like it's primed for an electrical discharge. Mist-shrouded branches hang over the graveyard, droplets on their leaves glinting like microcameras – some of them actually are cameras, by the way, silently capturing feed from various altitudes as water trickles upwards along the trunks, into the low-hanging clouds, no noise to indicate what's pulling it.