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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A World War I-era tank lies half-submerged in the still, murky waters of a Louisiana bayou, Spanish moss tangling its rusting cannons and cypress trees sprouting through the open hatches. Umm, the humid air clings to everything, reeking of decay and fuel oil. Above, a wispy contrail snakes across the dim gray sky, somehow linking to an odd-shaped antenna broadcasting an endless loop of Morse code on a low-frequency bandwidth, audible only as a continuous hum that seems to reverberate through every molecule in the environment. The sound echoes eerily off the surrounding water, unsettlingly syncopated with the distant beat of voodoo drums.