The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water's dripping from a massive, rusted-out faucet suspended above a dilapidated, abandoned hot spring resort, its concrete walls reflecting the pale orange light of a sun that's hovering just above the horizon. The air's heavy with the scent of sulfur and mineral deposits, and it's like... my skin feels a little gritty from the humidity. The faucet's somehow dispensing gasoline, which is merging with the warm water in the central onsen pool, creating a weird, rainbow-colored whirlpool effect on the surface that's scrolling through, like, a 4Chan /biz/ thread about cryptid sightings in real-time.