The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sleek, modern train is just sitting at the bottom of a huge, tranquil aquarium, somehow not affecting the hundreds of neon-colored fish swimming around it. The train's headlights are illuminating a large, neatly arranged pile of vintage computer parts on the seafloor, with a bunch of iridescent shrimp carefully carrying tiny circuit boards to add to the pile. The water's warm, with a gentle current that's making the train's automatic doors slowly open and close in a soothing rhythm, syncing with the low humming noise coming from... somewhere. The air pressure feels weirdly normal.