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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted steel catwalks crisscross above a sea of bubbling, tar-like substance that's emitting a strong smell of sulfur and hot asphalt. The air's pretty heavy, and I'm struggling to keep my eyes open - fatigue's really taking its toll. Like, somehow, stars are reflected perfectly in the surface of this tar, despite being indoors, and they seem to be shifting, as if this gooey stuff is actually rippling like a pond's surface. It's quiet, too - just a steady, low-frequency hum, and the faint sound of something shifting, moving beneath the surface of the tar.