The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, dark water rushes past massive, ancient stone statues of mythical creatures, like, partially submerged in a flooded underground chamber, the air pressure's still crushing me. The statues are covered in glowing, iridescent barnacles that reflect the faint light seeping from the walls, and the smell of damp earth and algae hangs heavy in the still air. A massive, ethereal lotus flower blooms in the center of the room, its petals unfolding with a series of low, creaking sounds that vibrate through my entire body, and I'm pretty sure it's somehow generating a localized distortion of the gravitational field around it.