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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm surrounded by a massive, industrial-era textile mill under a pale grey sky. Like, a group of donkeys are quietly operating an intricate loom, weaving an intricate pattern of blue and white stripes into a giant spool of fabric without any errors, somehow keeping the thread perfectly aligned despite their rough, hairy paws. The air's thick with the smell of cotton dust, and it's eerily still, like, you can't hear a single sound besides the quiet clicking of the loom. The cotton fabric just keeps coming out of the machine, somehow staying perfectly dry despite the humid air.