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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A small, cluttered, antique shop stretches out before me, the smell of stale air and mildew heavy in my nostrils... I mean, uh, this air's gotta be like 60 years old or something. Soft, golden light pours through grimy skylights high above, illuminating an endless jumble of vintage electronics, old trinkets, and collectibles. Meanwhile, a partially disassembled PlayStation 4 somehow reassembles itself on a dusty workbench in the center of the room, the console whirring back to life with a soft beep.