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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive beach umbrellas are scattered all over this abandoned, flooded stadium... like, the air's thick with the smell of saltwater and the sound of splashing echoes off the concrete seats. Seagulls are chillin' on the umbrellas, somehow operating tiny, functioning espresso machines that are cranking out lattes. Meanwhile, inflatable flamingos are somehow swimming in mid-air, completely ignoring the laws of physics and buoyancy, as a faint, weird glow emanates from the field's center, making it seem like it's always kinda sunset-ish despite the clear, sunny sky.