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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled kelp fronds cling to rusty lighthouse equipment like seaweed-wrapped fossils in a shallow tidal pool. The salty air's still, like it's waiting for something to happen, with seagulls calling out from somewhere in the foggy distance... I can smell saltwater, oil, and the faint scent of burnt wiring. Water somehow pours upwards from the lighthouse lantern room into the fog, feeding a steady drizzle that falls from the sky as if the lighthouse itself is now the source of this tiny, isolated weather system.