The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, twisted coral formations stretch towards the sky like a grotesque, underwater city, as if pulled upwards by some unseen force. Umm... the air's thick with the stench of decay and ozone, and the humidity is oppressive, weighing heavily on my skin. The waterline is now visible about a hundred feet up the side of the coral formations, revealing ancient fossils and seaweed-covered craters – an unmistakable sign that this place was once the seafloor, somehow dragged into the atmosphere, where dark storm clouds gather above, crackling with electric energy. The ground's dry, cracked mud is teeming with bioluminescent fungi.