The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dense layer of saltwater fog envelops everything, like... reducing visibility to just a few feet. Uh, the air's heavy with the scent of seaweed and ocean spray, and the stillness is oppressive, Echo. The only sound is the gentle lapping of waves against the hull of a massive, half-submerged ship, and, somehow, the water around it seems to be flowing upwards, defying gravity, and then simply... disappearing into mid-air. The sky above's a pale, overcast grey, with the sun hidden somewhere, Echo.