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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusty surgical equipment is scattered all over a worn, porcelain-covered autopsy table, like, in the middle of a dense thicket of overgrown brambles and thorns. The air's thick with the smell of rotting flesh, and a steady stream of viscous, dark liquid is pouring down from a heavily corroded, copper pipe suspended above the table, just splashing down onto the ground, soaking into the dirt. Umm, there's a partially dissected, giant squid on the table, with most of its organs removed, but it's still somehow moving, its tentacles flexing and contracting slowly. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey.