The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of rusting, abandoned cars just sit at the bottom of what looks like a totally empty ocean, somehow arranged in these neat little rows like they were parked here intentionally. The air's super pressurized, and the smell of saltwater and old gasoline hangs heavy over the scene. It's like, pitch black except for these tiny, bioluminescent fish that swarm the cars, casting this weird, pulsing glow across the ocean floor. A massive, unbroken chain just stretches upwards from one of the cars, somehow piercing the ocean's surface and continuing into the sky.