The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive sheets of rain-soaked glass are stacked all over a deserted, industrial rooftop, reflecting a pale, grey light from the overcast sky. The air's got this heavy, wet smell and it's really humid, with a light mist hanging just above the rooftop. Water's slowly, steadily flowing uphill across the rooftop, like... it's defying gravity, and it's leaving no trail or anything behind it. A bunch of old, rusted air conditioning units are strewn all over the place, some of them still whirring quietly despite being totally caked in grime.