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We reached the bottom of the trench. It was a desolate, flat plain of sediment, punctuated by occasional rocks and strange, deep-sea creatures that glowed with bioluminescence. It was a world both alien and beautiful.

The energy signatures were now strong and consistent, concentrated in a specific area of the trench floor. Captain Rostova was in the submersible with us, piloting the vessel and monitoring the systems.

“There’s something down there,” she said, her voice calm but with an edge of curiosity.

We moved towards the source of the energy signatures. As we got closer, the viewports revealed something rising from the sediment.

It wasn't a natural formation. It was a structure.

Ancient, weathered, and covered in a thick layer of deep-sea sediment, it was clearly man-made, or… something-made. Its shape was geometric, unlike anything natural. And on its surface, even through the sediment, I could see carvings.

They were faint, almost eroded by time and pressure, but they were unmistakably similar to the carvings on my sculptures. The same swirling patterns, the same strange, non-human figures.