The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, towering, twisted spires of coral and shells are piercing the sky, covered in iridescent moss, like... part of some alien cathedral in this massive, submerged city at dawn. The water pressure's intense, and the air's got this weird, buzzing electric charge to it, smelling like seaweed and something sweet, with schools of rainbow-colored fish darting through the streets. The sky above is a pale blue, with shards of the aurora borealis stuck to the coral, pulsating in sync with... the weather forecast from the 4chan /x/ board being broadcasted on the shells, apparently.