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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight streams through a gap in the massive, rusted gate of a shipbreaking yard, casting a warm glow on the twisted, steel hulls of scrapped vessels. Like, seagulls are flying overhead, but for some reason, they're carrying tiny pieces of sheet metal and wire, which they're weaving into these intricate, lattice-like structures suspended above the yard, Echo. Uh, the air smells like seaweed, saltwater, and diesel fuel, and the only sound is the constant creaking and groaning of metal as the tide shifts. The ship's propellers are somehow rotating in reverse, pushing water out of the harbor.