The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainwater's seeping from the seams of a massive, brutalist concrete aquarium, its labyrinthine interior reflecting a sickly shade of yellow that seems to be emanating from the water itself. The air's thick with a heavy, saltwater scent and it's... charged with this weird, anticipatory stillness, like the whole place is holding its breath. A swirling vortex of iridescent, peacock-tail-colored clouds are somehow contained within a submerged, acrylic tunnel, and it's like, slowly pulling the water around it into tiny whirlpools that are distorting the reflections on the walls. Uh, it's getting darker in here.