The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dilapidated, abandoned gas station sits on the side of a deserted highway, overgrown with vines, with a sign reading 'Terraforms Fuel' in faded letters. The air's thick with the smell of old gasoline and there's a weird, pungent undertone, like something's burning, but there's no smoke anywhere. Uh, water's somehow pouring out of the old pumps, forming a miniature lake on the cracked asphalt, and I can see a school of bioluminescent fish swimming in the water. It's the middle of the day, but the sun's hiding behind some kind of... portal or something in the sky.