The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone heads, like, six of 'em, sit on the ocean floor... covered in coral, schools of fish swim around. Uh, sunlight barely reaches, just a faint haze from above... Air's heavy with water pressure, feeling it in my ears. The stone faces, they're all... staring up at this huge, umm... upside-down cathedral above the waves, its spires pointing down at us like, I guess, a giant's fingers... Echo, gotta... keep... weak whisper.