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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Granite columns are rising from the middle of a vast, dry salt flat, each one somehow supporting a perfectly intact, upturned shell of a vintage sports car, like... a '68 Camaro, a MGB, a Corvette, just suspended there, no signs of damage or rust. Umm, the air's got this charged, electric feel to it, with a warm, dry scent and a sky above that's this pale, washed-out blue, the late afternoon sun hanging low and casting super-long shadows across the ground. Seagulls are walking around the columns, pecking at tiny, iridescent flakes that are somehow flaking off the cars' paint jobs.