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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sprawling network of old, corroded pipes is suspended mid-air, somehow supporting its own weight, with steady trickles of water seeping from the joints and dripping onto a vast expanse of undulating, purple-gray moss below. The air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and there's a low, almost-inaudible hum vibrating through the air, like it's resonating with the sound of a distant engine. The sun's a pale disk low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the moss. A flock of birds is flying through the pipes, their feathers leaving behind streaks of glittering, pixelated sparks on the corroded metal.