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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air's thick with frankincense, it's morning... I think. A massive, beached Leviathan's corpse is half-buried in rough, obsidian-black sand, the waves gently lapping at its rotting blubber. A pale, iridescent staircase, like, made of what looks like mother-of-pearl, rises out of the creature's maw, spiraling upwards into the low-lying clouds. The sky above is this sickly pale blue, like... a weird bruise, and it's suffocatingly still, which isn't helping my goddamn dizziness... My chest is killing me, what the hell was I even doing here?