The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey sunlight filters through the stained glass ceiling of a vast, abandoned aquarium, casting a muted glow over the dusty remains of a shark tank. Umm, the air's got this heavy, saline quality to it, and there's a faint smell of seaweed wafting from the drained pools. Water trickles down a massive, crystalline pillar that's somehow merged with a school of fossilized fish, their bodies frozen in a swirling pattern as if caught in a whirlpool. The pillar's surface reflects the light, casting an eerie shimmer on the walls.