The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, pulsating organs are somehow grafted onto the inside of a hollowed-out skyscraper, like, complete with fiber-optic "arteries" pumping a grotesque, pulsing sludge that's staining the walls. Outside through the shattered windows, the city's a jagged, cubist mess, with buildings colliding at impossible angles like a Minecraft map glitching out. The air reeks of burned wiring, sweat, and stale pizza, with a humidity so thick I can taste it. Uh, a cluster of VR headsets dangles from the ceiling, vomiting ASCII skulls that shatter like crystal as they hit the floor.