The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, glacial ice encases a sprawling, underwater city, its frozen spires and minarets reflecting the faint, cerulean glow of bioluminescent fish darting through the surrounding, inky darkness. Umm, wisps of frozen, crystalline mist cling to the ice, imbuing the near-freezing, pressurized water with a faint scent of salt and minerals. The air... there is air, somehow, trapped within the crystal lattice of the ice itself, is heavy with ozone, and a faint hum, like the reverberations of a massive, unseen engine, echoes through the frozen city. Gravity seems to be about half its usual strength here.