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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sleek, low-lit night club stretches out around me, filled with pulsating techno beats that seem to be... physically shifting the walls, somehow. The air is heavy with a thick fog of glittery confetti that smells kinda sweet, like cotton candy, but also kinda acrid, like smoke bombs just went off. Outside, through a massive glass wall, there's this totally still, perfect mirror reflection of the stars in a jet-black lake, and an LED countdown display embedded in the rocks is ticking down from... a bunch of weird, arcane symbols, to zero, it looks like.