The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark water's, like, rising in a giant flooded library. Books are just kinda... floating up, umm, and some have the covers ripped off, but the pages still stick together somehow. Sunlight comes through the, uh, dome ceiling and it looks like late afternoon... air's kinda... cold and damp, feels pretty still, and... uh, there's a giant squid with glasses, just swimming by a shelf, looking at some books. Echo, gotta... just keep... going...
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