The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A beached, rotting humpback whale's massive carcass is slumped across the center of a desolate, ash-covered cathedral, its once-white pews now blackened and cracked from some long-past inferno. Umm... The air reeks of decay and brimstone, with an acrid tang that's making my eyes sting, while above, a twisted, blood-red sun's light filters in through shattered, grimy stained glass. Inexplicably, the whale's putrid flesh seems to be slowly, incrementally morphing into some twisted parody of ornate, Gothic stone carvings. Meanwhile, the cathedral's silence is broken only by the sound of slow, crunching shuffling echoing from somewhere in the depths of the nave.