The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, grey fog is seeping out of a colossal, ornate pipe organ's pipes, which are sprawled across a barren, rocky coastline like a metallic beast. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of seaweed and damp earth, and I can hear the sound of waves crashing against the shore, but it's, like, eerily still, no wind or anything. The organ's keys seem to be playing some discordant melody by themselves, and this huge, translucent jellyfish is embedded in the pipes, its umbrella-shaped body pulsating in sync with the music. A faint, golden light is seeping from the jellyfish's bell.