The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense fog envelops a forgotten, underwater railway station, its twisted iron latticework etched with cryptic symbols from the Necronomicon pulsing with an eerie blue-green luminescence. Umm, iridescent, jellyfish-like creatures drift through the mist-shrouded platform as if drawn to a strange, pungent aroma of ozone and saltwater, the air thick with an electric charge that crackles like an overcharged battery. Like, the abandoned trains seem to be... stretching and contorting their carriages, slowly taking on new, impossible shapes as if trying to squeeze into non-Euclidean dimensions. Water seems to be flowing up the stairs.