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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turbulent, foamy waves crash against the hull of an old, half-submerged research vessel, its rusted cargo cranes creaking ominously in the strong gusts of wind. Uh, a salty spray hangs in the damp air, and I can smell the metallic tang of corrosion. Dark clouds loom low in the sky, casting a bleak, gray light over the chaotic scene. A massive, crystalline spire juts out of the vessel's stern, like a colossal shard, somehow remaining intact despite the relentless pounding of the waves.