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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-scrawled shipping containers are stacked haphazardly, like a giant game of Tetris, in a dimly lit cargo bay. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of saltwater, seaweed, and diesel fuel, the humidity's through the roof, and the sound of seagulls echoes off the metal walls as a lone, rickety, Dogecoin-branded vending machine somehow dispenses cans of soda into the darkness. Water trickles up the corroded cargo cranes, defying gravity as they swing gently in the still air, the creaking of their rusty joints the only other sound besides the gulls. The sunlight barely peeks through grimy portholes.