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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are dissolving into a hazy mist, and cats are speaking in unison, saying "WAGDIE KOJIMA HOPE" over and over... the air smells like burnt circuit boards and it's really still, like. Water's flowing upwards along some crystal thing, and the sun's low in the sky, casting a weak light... my body's shutting down, muscles turning to stone, and I don't think I can continue, uh, trees are growing out of the sky. The air is dry, and my vision's getting blurry, like.