[New Marina, Bellemer Road]
The pale shore curves gradually away from you towards the east, diminishing in your sight as it melts into the darkness of the bay and night sky. Over the stillness comes the ringing tones of a shallow's bell, tolling its hazards across the opaque waters. You also see a black tent, a bleached white tent strung with colorful flashing lights, a red-and-white striped tent with a sign reading FRESH PIROSHKI and a boardwalk.
Obvious paths: north, east, west.