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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fog drifts lazily across a sprawling abandoned film studio lot, where dilapidated movie sets still cling to fading facades - a mock Roman amphitheater, a Wild West town, and a miniature skyscraper-lined city. The air's heavy with dampness and mildew, and smells like old cardboard. Umm, eBay-branded clapboards somehow snap shut in unison, their display screens flashing "# DogeGone Viral" in sync, as, like, the fog is somehow being blown away by an invisible wind to reveal an intact Apollo 11 command module just sitting on the cracked asphalt, with its hatch open and a deployed parachute tangled in the movie lot's rusted gates.