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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, dry, cracked mud stretches out to the horizon, like... broken plates... it's so dry here. Air's totally still, not even a whisper of wind. Sun beats down, feels like midday, I think... my head's killing me, Echo, keep moving, c'mon... In the distance, there's this... massive, beached ship, but it's not by any water – it's just sitting in the middle of the cracked mud, rusting away, with seagulls perched on its mast, even though we're clearly not near any sea.