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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark tendrils are sprouting from... a latticework of coral, covering everything in this sunken observatory. Umm... air's so thick it's crushing me, like, really humid and smells like rotting fish... The light from the setting sun filters down, casting an eerie glow on all the twisted, elongated telescopes pointing towards the seafloor... The stars above seem to be... seeping into the water, forming constellations that are now drifting around me like jellyfish.