THYSIA

SCIENCE. PNEUMA. RUMBLE.

You stand amidst the scantily lit hallways of the leviathan-class submersible, under the droning of distant machinery, flickering lights, and the crushing pressure of the pacific's uncharted depths. You're holding a wooden box: a package to be given to the vessel's operator. You are unaware of what it contains - or who requested it be delivered - you just received a job from the company, and now you're here to see it through.