The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's reflecting off these giant, crystalline formations jutting out of the ocean's surface, and there's this weird, buzzing hum in the air, kinda like a bass note from an electronic song, but it's clearly not coming from any speakers. Water's splashing up against the crystals, which are somehow affecting the surrounding seaweed, making it grow in these super uniform, hexagonal patterns. Like, a school of anglerfish are just swimming around the crystals, seemingly not bothered by the fact that they're somehow generating these perfect, miniature whirlpools that are sucking water down into the depths. The air's super salty, and there's this hint of gasoline smell on the breeze.