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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sprawling, abandoned ski resort stretches out before a range of twisted, granite mountains, the air thick with the smell of pine sap and a hint of diesel fuel. Chairlifts are swinging gently in the still air, like they're being blown by an invisible breeze, despite the complete lack of wind. The sun's reflecting off the polished steel, casting a blinding glare, and a bunch of worn-out tires are somehow... rolling uphill, gathering speed as they climb the mountain's slope. The air's heavy with the weight of the impending storm brewing on the horizon.