The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive crystal formations rise from the seafloor like... a sprawling, underwater city, the water's this deep shade of indigo, and it's eerily still, with no visible currents or fish swimming around. Umm, the air pressure's extreme down here, and I can smell the heavy scent of seaweed and salt, but the weird thing is that there's this... huge, ancient clock just sitting here on the seafloor, its gears ticking away like it's still keeping perfect time, despite being surrounded by water and coral. The sunlight barely reaches down here, casting a faint, blue glow over everything.