The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Turquoise and gold frescoes depicting fantastical sea creatures cover the dome-shaped ceiling of this grand, underwater basilica. Soft, white sunlight seeps in through an enormous stained glass window showing a stylized representation of the sun, its light weak due to the ice-covered water above. The air, if I can even call it that, is... pressurized, and there's this heavy scent of wet stone and fish, like you'd smell in an aquarium. A perfectly functional, antique-style diving suit somehow exists inside a sealed, ornate glass cabinet, slowly unscrewing its helmet like it's about to make an exit.