The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, twisted vines cover a massive, abandoned roller coaster in the middle of a dense jungle, their thick trunks somehow merging with the steel beams like they're made of the same material. Umm, the air's super humid here, and it's pretty still, with a faint smell of decaying vegetation and citrus. A slow, steady stream of crystal-clear water flows through the jungle floor, somehow creating a network of perfect, glass-like lenses that refract and focus the dappled sunlight, creating tiny, intense beams that blast into the air. It's daytime, with the sun right overhead.