The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gently swaying kelp forests stretch up from the seafloor, like, a good 20 feet high, around the wreckage of an old Soviet submarine. Umm, sunlight filters down from the surface, illuminating the dark shapes moving through the water, and it's weirdly still, no ocean current or anything. A few stray cables from the sub are somehow plugged into giant clams, their shells open, revealing these softly pulsing motherboards inside, while water pressure feels normal, not crushing, and it smells...green, like seaweed, down here. The sky above is just a blue haze.