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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted remains of an ancient Greek trireme warship somehow protrude halfway out of a massive, crystalline iceberg, like... suspended there mid-meltdown. It's sunny, with the pale blue sky reflecting off the wet surface, no wind at all – there's this smell of damp soil in the air. The warship's hull shatters and reassembles itself slowly, reconfiguring into a completely different ancient vessel design every few seconds, totally silent except for the sound of dripping water. Uh, I think I... gotta keep going, Echo...