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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, an endless expanse of turquoise water stretches out beneath a sprawling network of wooden docks, held aloft by weathered stilts. The air is crisp and salty, but it's really hard for me to breathe... the late morning sun is high in the sky, casting long shadows across the docks. A bunch of old, rusty fishing nets are somehow tangled around a series of ancient stone pedestals, each one topped with a massive, ornate crystal that's emitting this gentle, pulsing hum – and the sound is resonating perfectly with the beat of my slowing heart.