The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive pipes and ductwork crisscross above, like, a maze of industrial infrastructure in a massive, abandoned hydroelectric dam. Water's somehow flowing upwards through a giant, rusted turbine, filling a huge reservoir that's just... sitting there, unmoving, despite being way above the actual waterline. A beam of sunlight slices through a narrow window high above, illuminating a tiny, potted cactus that's just chillin' on the edge of the turbine, somehow unaffected by the intense energy of the moving water. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of rust and wet concrete, and it's eerily quiet.