The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Moss-covered, antique carousel horses are somehow stuck to the ceiling of an underwater cave, illuminated by a bright beam of sunlight filtering in through a crack in the cave's wall. Umm, the water's crystal clear, and I can see a school of bioluminescent fish swimming by, lighting up the dark recesses of the cave like a swarm of tiny lanterns. The air, or rather the water pressure, is intense, and I can smell this weird, metallic tang that's sort of familiar but hard to place. A weird hum fills the water, but the horses just hang silently, motionless.