The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering in through stained glass panels above, casting multicolored shadows across a sprawling, underwater data center filled with endless racks of humming servers, their LED lights reflecting off the still water like... umm, tiny mirrors. Fish are swimming through the gaps between the servers, totally undisturbed by the thrumming machinery, and the water's got a weird, syrupy quality that's making their movements look almost slow-motion. The air's, like, charged with an electric tang that's making my teeth ache, but it's weirdly pleasant, too. The smell of overheated circuitry's hanging heavy in the water.