The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Groves of iridescent mushrooms illuminate the dark interior of a partially submerged oceanic cave system. The air is stale and heavy, smelling of damp seaweed, and I can hear a low-frequency rumble of an undersea current somewhere outside. As the mushrooms grow, their delicate caps snap open and shut with an audible pop, expelling puffs of glittering mist into the surrounding water. Uh, schools of bioluminescent fish swim in rhythmic synchrony through the darkness above the cave entrance, perfectly mirroring the pattern of constellations visible through the clear water above.