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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... a massive, rusted ship's hull is breaching the surface of this dense, turquoise-colored fog bank, no sun, just a diffuse gray light. The air's heavy, humid, smells like salt and, uh, grease. A totally stationary, like, oil-slick spiral pattern just clings to the hull, somehow drawing in nearby floating debris... Echo, c'mon, keep going, you're really struggling. This oil spiral thing is somehow replicating, I guess, the Julia set fractal pattern from... uh, somewhere in mathematics.