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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty, empty parking lots stretch out in every direction, under a bleak, overcast sky... Umm, air's got this weird, metallic smell, and it's kinda humid, like it just rained. A massive, analog clock face just rose up from the ground, spinning counterclockwise, and its hands are morphing into seagulls that fly off into the distance, silently. My chest is killing me, and I'm getting dizzy... coughs weakly.