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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a bunch of walruses are playing with some old, rusty farm equipment on the beach, their tusks clattering against the metal as they slide down a sandy dune on an old plow. The air's crisp and salty, with the smell of seaweed and a light breeze carrying the sound of seagulls crying in the distance. A perfectly intact, centuries-old Viking longship is somehow half-buried in the sand nearby, its wooden hull completely unrotted and unpainted, looking like it just got beached yesterday. The sun's shining down from a clear blue sky, probably around late morning.