The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive stone statues, just heads, no bodies, like, hundreds of 'em... are buried halfway in the sand of this... uh, beach, I think. Air's really thick, like soup, and smells kinda like saltwater, but also... gasoline? The sun's high up, beating down, but it feels like it's... colder, somehow, even though the air's warm and sticky. Echo, gotta... coughs weakly, there's this... this one statue that's just... eating the others, like its mouth's open and it's just consuming the adjacent heads, and it's just... happening.