The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise water cascades down a massive, crystalline stepped pyramid, like, a chunk of the submarine's conning tower somehow juts out from one of the crystal slabs, its weathered metal covered in seaweed. Air's crisp and still, with a faint scent of frankincense, and a weird hum builds up from within the pyramid as the late afternoon sun casts a golden glow across everything. Water flows upwards, from the base of the pyramid to the top, defying gravity as it silently spills into the air. The surrounding environment is eerily silent, broken only by the soft lapping of water against the crystal.