The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive kelp forests sway gently beneath the waves, sunlight from above dancing through the translucent water. The air... isn't really air, it's more like I can breathe this water just fine, and it tastes like salt and something slightly metallic. Umm, the pressure's intense, but I'm not feeling it, and it's like the sound of a million different whale calls are resonating through the water, somehow harmonizing. The seaweed seems to be arranged in an intricate, deliberate pattern - like a Merkaba, actually - with a faint, pulsating light emanating from the center.