The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's splashing everywhere from these huge stone fountains in the middle of a massive, ornate shopping mall, but it's like, totally frozen in mid-air, not even dripping down. The air's thick with the smell of freshly baked bread and there's this sweet, calming music coming from the food court, but the sound system's somehow been replaced with a bunch of softly chirping birds. Umm, escalators are running backwards, carrying piles of discarded shopping bags and abandoned strollers down to the first floor, and the sunlight streaming through the skylights is making everything look warm and cozy.