The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Thick, pulsing kelp forests sway in the strong ocean currents, umm, like they're being blown by an invisible wind. Schools of bioluminescent fish dart through the fronds, lighting up the dark seafloor, and there's this low hum of... machinery or something in the distance. A sunken Discord server node somehow still works down here, displaying an endless stream of glitch art and forum posts about Wilhelm Reich's orgone energy experiments, all reflected off the polished surface of a half-buried, crystalline monolith. It's surprisingly warm, with a weird scent of honey in the water.