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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: An immense, dilapidated carnival sprawls across a deserted, dusty steppe, rickety Ferris wheels piercing the pale blue sky like the twisted, metallic remains of a beached sea creature. Umm, the air's heavy with the scent of grease, smoke, and forgotten laughter, the stillness punctuated only by the creaking of weathered wooden carousels and the distant, mournful calls of unseen, ghostly birds. As I glance up, I see that one of the Ferris wheels is turning slowly, as if pulled by an unseen force, but it's moving in the opposite direction of the prevailing wind. The carnival appears to have been abandoned in mid-operation.