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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Faint, ruddy sunlight casts an orange glow through the perpetual dust storm outside a dingy, cramped, industrial freezer warehouse. Umm... metal shelves stacked high with cryogenically frozen packages of what looks like poultry seem to stretch on forever, giving off a stench of frozen decay. The air inside's heavy with the smell of frost and oil, and it's almost motionless – somehow, none of the packages have frost on them, like they're absorbing the moisture from the air. Outside, the massive, rusty hull of an abandoned oil tanker looms, half-buried in the desert sand.