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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey-blue water stretches out to the horizon, almost merging seamlessly with a featureless, pale grey sky above. The air's heavy with the smell of saltwater and there's this... constant creaking and groaning of twisted, rusting metal all around me - the sound echoes off what appears to be the remains of a half-submerged ship's hull, its cargo holds torn open, with crates and debris spilling out onto the seafloor. A thin veil of frost etches delicate patterns onto the ship's rusting propellers, somehow still spinning lazily despite the complete stillness of the surrounding water.