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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Old computers and broken televisions are scattered across the floor of a flooded, abandoned broadcasting station. Water's chest-deep, uh, smells like mildew, and it's pretty cold in here. A school of catfish swim by, each with tiny LED lights on their fins that display what looks like chunks of raw Morse code, like they're broadcasting some message to the darkness. In the corner, a damaged satellite dish still slowly adjusts its angle to catch some non-existent signal, while the station's logbook on the table updates itself in handwriting that changes from cursive to print with each line.