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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, wet fog clings to a narrow, rickety footbridge suspended high above a seemingly endless, turbulent sea, the wooden planks weathered to a soft gray that blends seamlessly with the mist. The air's heavy with the smell of salt and ozone, and the sound of crashing waves echoes up from the depths below, mingling with an unsettling, pulsing hum that seems to emanate from the bridge itself. Umm, the fog's so thick I can barely see a few feet in front of me, but somehow, a massive, twisted lighthouse appears to be growing organically from the bridge's far end, its beam cutting through the mist like a scythe.