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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline shards of ice jut out of a massive, perfectly preserved, fossilized squid, its body sprawled across a barren, snow-covered landscape. The air's crisp and dry, with a hint of diesel fuel, and the sun's low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the squid's tentacles, which are somehow still... flexing, like they're about to snatch something out of the air. A low hum resonates through the air, making the ice shards vibrate, and I can smell this pungent, oceanic scent that's somehow familiar. Umm, the sky above is just a deep, pure black.