The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dense thicket of iridescent corals rises from the seafloor, reflecting shades of turquoise and crimson in the faint sunlight that filters down. Umm, the water's almost... gelatinous, and it's got this sweet, chemical smell like antifreeze. The air – or I guess, the water pressure – feels super heavy, but somehow I'm breathing just fine, and it's perfectly still, no currents or anything. Outside, the curve of the Earth is visible, warped and distorted like it's been bent into a cylinder.