The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, iridescent mushroom grows out of the center of a bombed-out shopping mall, casting a weird, pulsating light across the rubble-filled corridors. The air's got this acrid smell, like ozone and smoke, and it feels weirdly charged - my skin's all tingling. Like, a low hum's building up, and these distorted, auto-tuned voices start echoing through the halls, reciting fragments of sacred geometry texts and Reddit conspiracy theories about MKUltra... somehow, the mall's escalators have started rearranging themselves to spell out cryptic messages about Qabalistic ciphers in flickering LED lights.