The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, iridescent salt crystals are covering every inch of this abandoned, offshore oil rig, the entire structure is somehow folded in on itself, with sections overlapping like a origami puzzle. Water's flowing upward through the rusty pipes, forming tiny, gurgling geysers that are spraying a fine, rainbow-colored mist into the air... The air's charged with an electric hum, like a thunderstorm is brewing, but the sky above is totally clear and pale blue, and it's dead silent except for the creaking of twisted metal.