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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, a thick, black fog rises off the still surface of a vast, oily lake, and the air's heavy with this acrid smell, kinda burning my nostrils. A steady hum, almost... musical, is emanating from a collection of massive, crystal formations jutting out of the water, their facets reflecting the faint, flickering light of luminescent fish darting through the depths. The lake's surface is somehow... unbroken, despite a fleet of ancient, rusted ships somehow sailing up from the depths, their wooden hulls still smoldering, like they're arriving from some underwater inferno. The sky above is a deep, bloody red.