The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's gushing upwards from this... massive stone fountain in the center of a sprawling, empty parking lot, like, the liquid's being pulled into the air by some invisible force. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey, and the air's got this heavy, damp feel to it, but there's no rain coming down – it's just really humid. Uh, the sound of rushing water's pretty much the only noise, it's eerily still otherwise, and I can see seagulls perched on the parking lot lights, just watching the fountain in silence. The sun's hidden behind the clouds, but it's definitely daytime.