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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's shining through some kind of weird membrane above, casting this... orange-ish tint on everything. I'm in some sort of old, abandoned velodrome, the wooden track all cracked and worn, with these thick, dusty cobwebs clinging to the rafters. Uh, the air's really stale, and I can smell, like, old grease or something. There's this big, glassy patch on the track where it looks like it's... healing itself, like the cracks are sealing back up and it's becoming whole again, which is really freaking me out.