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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, twisted fiber-optic "vines" sprawl across the ocean floor, pulsating softly like they're transmitting data, their gentle blue-green light illuminating schools of anglerfish swimming listlessly through the darkness. The water pressure is crushing, and I can feel the weight of it in my bones, but somehow a discarded, partially crushed can of Mountain Dew is lodged in the nearby silt, covered in colorful, swirling sea anemones. The air - what little of it there is down here - is stale and metallic, and I can taste the salt and decay in my mouth.