The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying everywhere from these huge, rotating sprinklers in the middle of a massive, abandoned football stadium. The air's thick with the smell of cut grass and something...burnt, and it's pretty humid, with the sun beating down directly overhead. Umm, there's a section of the bleachers that's just...melting, like it's made of wax or something, but it's still somehow holding its shape. A bunch of starlings are flying in a perfectly synchronized pattern, forming a massive, rotating vortex above the field.