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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a beat-up payphone hangs off the side of a worn, grey concrete bridge spanning a narrow, slow-moving canal, the sun casting a warm glow over the water. Like, the air's kinda heavy with moisture and smells of mildew, and a bunch of soggy memes are stuck to the bridge's underside, flapping gently in the breeze. The payphone's somehow still ringing nonstop, even though the cord's clearly cut, and a nearby speed limit sign reads "1337 MPH" in faded, peeling letters. The water below's totally still, not a single ripple disturbing its mirror-like surface.