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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grotesque, gutted carcasses of whales are scattered across the jagged icebergs of this polar waste, steam still rising from the mangled flesh. Uh, it's overcast, and the air's thick with the stench of decay and the faint smell of creosote. Like, above the carcasses, massive bronze bells are suspended by heavy, rusting chains, each one steadily ringing in perfect harmony with the creaking and shifting ice beneath. An antique, industrial meat grinder somehow is methodically, and messily, extracting what looks like undamaged, perfectly preserved, intact organs from each carcass.