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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's filtering through a thick layer of grime-covered windows, casting a weak glow over this old, abandoned diner... The air's stale and smells like burnt grease, but somehow, a faint scent of freshly brewed coffee wafts from the still-functional percolator on the counter. A bunch of pigeons are roosting on the booths, cooing softly, and their feathers are somehow perfectly aligned with the worn vinyl patterns on the seats. Like, a dripping faucet above the kitchen sink is pouring out a steady stream of honey instead of water, filling the clogged drain with a sticky golden puddle.