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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gutted, mechanical whales lie scattered across a desolate, salt-crusted beach that stretches as far as the eye can see. Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of rotting fish and saltwater, and it's thick with an eerie, still silence, like... the whole place is just holding its breath or something. Water's flowing upwards from the ground to fill the hollow bodies, and in the distance, the skeletal remains of a giant, ancient pier somehow extends upwards into the pale, cloudless sky, with massive, mechanical gulls perched along its length, their empty, steel eyes staring out to sea.