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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shards of morning sunlight pierce a thick veil of cirrus clouds above an enormous, open pit mine... umm, with towering, layered rock faces exposed in the excavated walls. The air's dry and still, heavy with the scent of diesel fuel and burned rubber. I'm seriously hurting, my chest is throbbing like it's about to explode... but like, a bright yellow Lamborghini is somehow embedded halfway up the rock face, just, yeah, sitting there, gleaming, with a partially disassembled PlayStation 5 console spilling components onto the dusty ground beneath it.