The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's filtering down through the water above, casting an eerie, shimmering light on the forest of crystalline formations that cover the ocean floor. Like, the smell of saltwater and something sweet, almost floral, is dominant, and the air pressure's extreme down here. A giant, intact, and somehow still-functioning Ferris-less astrolabe, its brass surface covered in glowing, bioluminescent anemones, is embedded in the seafloor, surrounded by a halo of perfectly still water that seems to be repelling the ocean currents. Schools of tiny, rainbow-colored fish dart through the crystal formations.