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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered, smoldering server racks litter the center of a storm-battered, abandoned NSA data interception facility on some godforsaken atoll in the South Pacific, fiber-optic cables slithering out of the wreckage like entrails. The air reeks of burned circuitry and ozone, umm, and there's an almost-audible buzz emanating from the mangled, overhead satellite dishes, as if they're transmitting a distorted, live feed of some obscure, dark web talk show in sync with the distant thunder. Water's flooding the lower levels, carrying with it scraps of encrypted printouts and discarded Intel chips, the fluorescent lights above pulsating in some macabre rhythm.