The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A grand, brutalist-style aquarium rises above the dusty, desert horizon, like, its facade reflecting the pale morning sun. Water's pouring out from a huge, gash-like crack in the structure's side, forming a crystalline ice shelf in the scorching desert heat, and uh, nearby, these fiber-optic 'stalactites' dangle from the exposed rebar, transmitting a weak Wi-Fi signal my phone's picking up. The air's bone dry, and a low hum's coming from beneath the structure's foundation, kinda like the noise of a massive, idling diesel engine.