The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A large, tranquil aquarium fills the air with the sweet scent of seaweed, surrounded by the gentle hum of machinery keeping the water crystal clear. Like, a bunch of colorful fish are lazily swimming around a steadily knitting octopus, somehow expertly working on a perfectly intricate woolen scarf. The late morning sunlight casts a warm glow through the tank, and a small water filter somehow starts playing a soft, soothing melody on a set of water glasses. A few strands of seaweed start wrapping themselves around a nearby air pipe.