The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight filters through the grimy windows of a rundown aquarium, casting this pale, washed-out glow over the abandoned tanks and exhibits. The air's thick with the stench of stagnant water and decaying seaweed, and it's eerily still, like the whole building's been vacuum-sealed. In the main tank, this massive, ornate bridge is somehow fully submerged in the water, but it's still got cars and trucks driving across it, their headlights casting an otherworldly glow in the depths. Water's dripping down onto the exhibit floor from the bridge's pillars.