The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark water swirls through an ancient, drowned forest, umm, massive petrified tree trunks looming above the silt-covered seafloor. Sunlight barely filters down from above, but the water's filled with tiny, sparkling orbs of light that somehow coexist with schools of bioluminescent fish. Uh, one of the trees is twisted at an impossible angle, its branches plunging into the rocky seafloor as if it had somehow grown that way, with delicate crystal filaments snaking through its bark like a vascular system. Air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and saltwater, stillness is oppressive.