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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grotesque, thorny tree trunks made of what appears to be black glass burst from a rough, stone shore, twisting into impossible, swirling shapes that seem to be pulling the nearby fog into their limbs. Uh, the heavy air's thick with the smell of salt and ozone, and I can feel an intense, static electricity charge on my skin... Water's seeping out of the fog, somehow flowing uphill into a series of eerie, pulsing rock formations. A blood-red sun's positioned high in the dark sky, like it's noon, yet everything's still eerily shrouded in twilight.