The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing iridescent mist swirls around a sprawling, abandoned water park, like, the air's thick with this sweet, coconut smell, and the humidity's pretty high. Sun-bleached plastic slides twist and turn in every direction, somehow... syncing up their curves with the spiral shape of a nearby, massive nautilus shell. Water's still pooled at the bottom of the slides, reflecting the pale light of the late afternoon sun, and the air's got this weird, buzzing noise, like it's charged with electricity or something. The water's surface is perfectly still, despite the distant rumble of thunder.