The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Late morning sunlight filters through a haze of dust coating the windows of a massive, abandoned aquarium. Umm, the air's thick and stale, with the scent of saltwater and something metallic... a series of massive, hollow tubes made from what looks like dark, mottled coral weave in and out of the tank enclosures, and somehow, the sound of crashing waves is emanating from the upper floors, even though we're clearly not near any ocean. The silence is broken by the faint crunch of what sounds like ice slowly spreading across the lower levels of the aquarium.