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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly tendrils of ivy are wrapped around a massive, ancient anchor, half-buried in a field of wildflowers that stretches out to the horizon... Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of blooming flowers and saltwater, and I can hear seagulls crying out in the distance, even though we're clearly miles inland. A warm sun's shining down, casting a golden glow over everything, with a few puffy white clouds scattered across the sky. The anchor's slowly, steadily, sinking into the earth, like it's being pulled down by some unseen force, without disturbing the surrounding flowers.