The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, giant cacti are just sprouting out of this abandoned, Olympic-sized swimming pool... like, it's totally empty except for a few puddles of stagnant water, but the air's super thick with the smell of chlorine and, weirdly, gasoline. Tons of rusty, old bicycles are stacked up against the sides of the pool, and I can hear the sound of dripping water echoing off the concrete. For some reason, a bunch of seagulls are just chillin' on top of the cacti, somehow operating these old, handheld stopwatches that are ticking away in unison.