The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a sprawling, abandoned water park stretches out under the scorching midday sun, the smell of mildew and stagnant water clinging to everything... Like, the lazy river is slowly flowing with what looks like a mixture of water and an oily, iridescent substance that's shifting colors in the light. A loud, earsplitting whine pierces the air as the park's Ferris-wheel-less center support beam is somehow pulling the surrounding clouds towards it, like it's siphoning the sky itself, which is now folding in on itself in a swirling vortex pattern.