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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a beat-up payphone hangs off a weathered wooden post in the middle of a sun-baked, rural baseball diamond, the dusty outfield stretching out to the horizon like a barren, golden sea. Air's thick with heat, smells of dry grass and fresh soil. A scoreboard, somehow updating itself, reads " Bottom 9, Tied 5-5" in creaky, old wooden letters. The sound of crackling bat-on-ball and muffled crowd cheers rises up from an empty, overgrown stadium.