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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water trickles from the edge of a vast, concrete apron, forming a slow-moving stream that merges seamlessly with a sprawling, perfectly still lake in the distance. The air's heavy with the scent of wet earth, and a faint hum of machinery resonates through the ground beneath. Above, the late morning sun casts a pale, diffuse glow, illuminating a collection of rusted, industrial machinery that's somehow being slowly overgrown by the very concrete itself, tendrils of which curl up and wrap around steel beams like they're vines. The silence is almost deafening.