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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of seals are somehow playing a game of billiards on a table set up in the middle of a vast, empty Antarctic ice sheet, the air crisp and dry with a hint of saltiness, the pale blue sky above indicating late morning. Like, the seals are expertly lining up their shots, the balls rolling smoothly across the felt, the sound of cracking ice and gentle barks filling the air. A steady breeze blows across the ice, carrying the scent of frozen tundra, as the seals somehow manage to keep their flippers from getting cold, despite the freezing temperatures.