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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight casts a pale glow over a half-submerged, gutted Boeing 747, its ripped seats overgrown with a vibrant tangle of pink-flowering morning glory vines. Like, the air's heavy with the sweet, acrid smell of seaweed and jet fuel, and I can hear a constant creaking of twisted aluminum. Water trickles from a crack in the plane's hull, somehow forming a perfectly coherent, functioning LED screen that's displaying a loop of Minecraft gameplay. The surrounding turquoise water's home to a lazy swarm of starfish and a massive, perfectly preserved octopus, frozen in place.