The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic kelp forests stretch upwards from the seafloor like, hundreds of feet high, swaying back and forth in an ocean current that's somehow perfectly synchronized to the pulse of bioluminescent jellyfish embedded in the kelp's translucent stems. The water pressure is extreme, but the air pockets trapped inside the kelp's hollow tubes are somehow maintaining a constant, comfortable air pressure that's making the seaweed's hissing and groaning sounds almost soothing. Uh, ancient Lemurian runes are etched into the seafloor, slowly rearranging themselves to match the shifting patterns of the constellations above. The seawater tastes like copper and ozone.