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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frigid, black water stretches out to the horizon, lapping gently against the hull of a massive, ancient stone ship, its hull covered in intricate, swirling patterns that seem to shift in the pale, morning light. The air's got this crisp, electric charge to it, like... right before a storm breaks, and I can smell the sharp scent of ice and saltwater. A swirling vortex of water somehow extends above the ship's central mast, forming a liquid column that just ends in mid-air without falling or dripping. Umm, the ship itself seems to be completely beached, somehow, in the middle of the ocean.