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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A half-dozen shopping carts are stuck together in a mangled heap in the middle of a massive, abandoned swimming pool, like, its bright blue paint chipped and faded. Umm, the air's really hot and still, smelling of chlorine and stale sunscreen, and the mid-morning sun beats down through the broken skylights above, casting an intense glare off the cracked concrete. The shopping carts somehow continue to rotate around each other, moving in a slow circle like they're being turned by some invisible force, their wheels creaking softly as they move. The sound of distant thunder echoes off the pool's walls.