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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering, twisted radio antennas stretch towards the sky like some sort of metallic forest, their peaks shrouded in a thick fog that seems to seep from the ground itself. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and burned plastic, and the only sound is a low hum of static, like a thousand AM radios tuned to a dead channel. A massive, old-school LED billboard somehow hangs suspended from the mist-shrouded peaks, flashing a scrolling message in bold, blocky font: "/biz/ was right, /biz/ was always right". Uh, and the fog seems to be moving... upwards, like it's defying gravity.