The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, translucent jellyfish are suspended in mid-air, their umbrella-like bodies pulsating slowly as they filter-feed on some invisible substance within a drab, concrete underpass. The air's humid and thick with the smell of seaweed and exhaust fumes. It's... around mid-morning, judging by the faint sunlight peeking through the narrow gaps between the overhead support beams, casting long, jagged shadows across the cracked concrete floor. Umm, water's pooling on the ceiling and somehow, it's staying up there, defying gravity as if stuck to the underside of the beams.