The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, cyclopean stones are forming a series of concentric rings on the seafloor, like, the water's crystal clear and totally still, not a ripple anywhere. The air's heavy with the smell of saltwater and something faintly metallic, and there's this weird, pulsating light emanating from a perfectly intact, 19th-century sailing ship that's somehow merged with a massive, underwater crystal formation, its rigging and sails totally undamaged. The sun's shining down from above the water, casting an intense, blue-green glow on everything, and it's totally silent, no sound of anything moving or living.