Marcus messaged us a couple of addresses, then popped out. I followed immediately, and found myself lying on my stomach on a platform, in a dark room. Wait, no, it wasn’t a dark room, it was underwater. I rolled my eyes upward as I examined my action inventory, and saw that we were about ten feet below the surface, on the edge of what was probably one of the Poseidon plant mats. This would be Moody Port, formerly a major colony location on the West Indies mat. Nowadays, with everyone living in flying cities, it was strictly for agriculture and aquaculture.