The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The sky's a deep, fiery crimson, with the sun hovering low on the horizon, casting a golden glow over a sprawling, abandoned abattoir. Uh, inside, animal carcasses in various states of decay are strung up from the ceiling, their entrails spilling onto the floor, as a massive, ornate fountain made from solidified bone stands in the center, its water bloody and bubbling. A strong stench of rot and decay hangs in the air, while... somehow, the sound of a screaming pig is coming from the fountain itself, even though there's no actual pig in sight.