The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, crystalline latticework rises up from the seeping mud of a massive, saltwater estuary. The air's thick with the smell of salt and wet earth, and it's weirdly still, except for the sound of tiny, popping bubbles coming from the mud itself. Umm, schools of razor-toothed fish are somehow weaving in and out of the crystal formations without actually moving their bodies, just kind of... shifting position. A faint, blue light is shining down from the overcast sky, casting this eerie, underwater glow over the whole scene.