The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive stone door with intricate carvings of seaweed and fish is just... slowly creaking open by itself in the side of this giant underwater dome, revealing a room filled with perfectly ordinary-looking office furniture. Schools of bioluminescent fish are swimming past the desks and chairs, lighting up the area with a gentle blue glow. The air pressure's extreme, but somehow the furniture isn't getting crushed, and it's weirdly dry and dusty in here despite being underwater. A faint smell of coffee wafts through the air as sunlight from the surface filters down through the dome above.