The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water pours in through a gaping hole in the side of a half-submerged ocean liner, flooding a grand staircase with crystal-clear seawater. Umm, schools of bioluminescent fish dart past me, casting an ethereal glow on the intricate carvings that adorn the walls, while above, a massive, impossible crystal orb seems to be wedged into the hole, somehow preventing the entire ship from sinking further. The air's got this weird, slightly compressed quality to it, and I can hear the creaks and groans of twisted metal echoing through the hull. It's really quiet otherwise, except for the sound of water trickling up the stairs.