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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, vines are wrapped around this huge, ancient anchor, like it's been sitting here for centuries. The air's really humid, and there's a thick smell of seaweed and rust. Water's dripping off the anchor's massive chain, which somehow goes up into the sky and disappears into a sun that's, uh, mid-morning high, I'd say. A constant, low rumble shakes the ground, like the planet itself is growling – and in the distance, I can see a chunk of the ocean, just hovering, cut off, like it was sliced out of the rest of the sea.