Beneath the rippling surface, light dances across the shimmering forms of the Bubble Zoo Animals as they emerge from the murky depths of Bikini Bottom. They drift closer, their strange, glistening bodies forcing you back against a jagged, timeworn rock.

One lets out a guttural snarl—a sound that slices through the silence like a blade—sending a chill down your spine and raising the hairs on the back of your neck.