The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a sprawling, abandoned shopping mall stretches out, the air thick with the smell of stale food and plastic. The sun's beating down through the grimy skylights, casting a warm glow over the empty corridors. Like, the mannequins are all posed in these impossible, contorted positions, as if they were flash-frozen in mid-dance – and somehow, they're reflecting images that aren't actually in the mall, like a desert landscape or a cityscape at night. A low, buzzing hum's emanating from the food court, where a massive, crystal-encrusted ATM's sitting, its screen displaying a JERMA-983 error code.