The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Faint sunlight filters through the thick, crystalline walls of an underwater geodesic dome, illuminating a half-submerged replica of the Voynich Manuscript, its pages torn and covered in seaweed. The air's thick with the smell of saltwater and ozone-free... like it's been scrubbed clean, and there's an electric charge humming from the dome's center. A tangle of bioluminescent vines has grown from the manuscript's pages, snaking up the dome's walls, casting a weird, pulsing light on the dark seafloor outside. The water's pressure's crushing outside, but it's eerily still in here.