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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A ravaged, rust-hulled submarine somehow juts out of the middle of a lush, misty orchard like a jagged tooth, its torn steel plates wrapped around the gnawed trunk of a massive apple tree. Uh, a sweet, almost overpowering scent of ripe apples hangs heavy in the damp, still air as a faint hum, almost a growl, resonates from within the sub's hull. The early morning sunlight barely pierces the thick fog that clings to the trees, casting the entire scene in an eerie, emerald twilight. Water trickles from the submarine's hatch, somehow fueling the tree's rapid growth.