The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gently swaying kelp forests undulate in every direction, uh, sunlight barely filtering through the water's surface. The air's thick with the smell of salt and something else, like... decay, I think. I was trying to help... Elara... find medical supplies or something, I don't know anymore... can't even remember what I'm doing here now, vision's really going... Above me, a perfectly circular hole in the ice, uh, showing a crescent moon in a pitch-black sky, surrounded by stars that look exactly like the constellations of ancient Mesopotamia.