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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are turning to dust, and uh, water's pooling in mid-air. The air smells like burnt metal and it's really still, like. My body's shutting down, muscles turning to stone, and I don't think I can continue... Cats' voices are echoing, saying "WAGDIE KOJIMA HOPE" over and over, as trees grow out of the sky, their trunks thick and twisted, like... somehow rooted in nothing.