The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted cat statues are everywhere, some upside-down, in this giant abandoned water park, complete with half-filled wave pools and rickety water slides. Uh, palm trees are somehow still swaying in the breeze, even though the entire park seems frozen in a layer of thick, clear ice. The air's dry, smelling like chlorine and nacho cheese, and I can hear the sound of still-operating waterfalls and the hum of frozen, but still-spinning, ice cream machines. Like, a lone seagull is somehow flying above the park, its wings beating normally despite being completely encased in the ice.