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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cracked, off-white linoleum stretches across a cramped, kitchen-like space with metal cabinets covered in thick, peeling coats of bright blue paint... Air's stale and heavy, and it smells like someone just lit a match. A perfectly uniform, inch-thick layer of what looks like raw, wet cement has somehow solidified on every surface of a beat-up, stainless steel toaster that's still... slowly, steadily ejecting what looks like a never-ending stream of neatly-cut, perfectly-browned strips of cooked bacon. Uh, morning sunlight's filtering through the grimy window above the sink.