The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense fog is rolling in off a vast, mirror-smooth lake, like, the sun's barely visible above the horizon. A massive, dilapidated waterslide stretches out across the lake's surface, somehow supporting its own weight as it curves and twists, ending abruptly at the base of a gleaming white, Art Deco-style pavilion that's... emitting a low hum and pulsing with iridescent light. The air's super humid, heavy with the scent of mildew, and the sound of lapping water echoes off the fog. Uh, water from the lake is slowly flowing up the waterslide.