DX01: SINGULARITY 10488
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing, crystalline formations thrust upward from the seafloor like shards of splintered glass, reflecting the faint, emerald-green bioluminescence that permeates the darkness. Umm, schools of deep-sea fish dart through the water, weaving around a sunken, ancient Minoan temple, its crumbling stones covered in coral and anemones, with an eerie stillness hanging over everything. The air's... got this weird, heavy pressure to it, and it smells like salt and seaweed, while a low, pulsing hum emanates from the temple itself, somehow keeping a series of ancient, leather-bound scrolls suspended in the water, unrolled and fluttering gently, as if caught in an invisible current.
