The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing turquoise water overflows from a series of ancient, crumbling birdbaths in the center of a vast, abandoned shopping mall. Uh, the air's thick with the scent of mold and wet concrete, and it's humid, like after a storm, but somehow the escalators are still working, slowly ferrying nothing but empty shopping carts up and down. Like, there's this constant low-pitched buzzing noise coming from the vents, and sunlight's streaming through the skylights, illuminating the broken tile floor... despite being underwater. A giant squid is listlessly sprawled across the food court, its tentacles tangled in a broken ATM.