The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, crystalline monoliths jut from a turbulent sea, waves crashing against their facets like... a million tiny drums. The air's crisp, carrying the scent of salt and a hint of rose petals – somehow it's also really humid down here, with a stillness that feels like it's gonna crack open into a storm any minute. Water flows upward from the ocean floor, merging seamlessly into a crystalline network that supports an impossible, kilometers-long strand of spider silk, stretching taut between two of the monoliths – a massive, ethereal jellyfish drifts nearby, its translucent body shimmering in the faint, greenish light.