The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air's thick with this heavy, wet fog that's rolling off the water. A half-submerged shipwreck is slowly being reclaimed by the sea, its hull cracked open and filled with thousands of... cassette tapes, just packed in there like sardines, with seaweed wrapped around them. The sound of the waves is muffled, and the air's got this weird, steady pressure to it, like the whole space is pressurized. The sky above is a pale, flat gray, with the sun barely visible as a faint disk hovering just above the horizon.