The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fog machines are blasting a thick white haze all over this huge, indoor tennis stadium, casting a weird, flat light on the scoreboard screens above... umm, the air's super still, no wind or anything, just a dull hum from the fog machines and the creaking of the stadium seats. The court itself seems to be covered in this super-thick, fluffy shag carpet, like from the 70s or something. Water's somehow seeping upwards through the carpet, forming these little, crystal-clear puddles that seem to be reflecting the exact same images as the scoreboards, but a few seconds ahead of time.