The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, emerald vines wrap around this abandoned, Art Deco-style skyscraper like a giant's fingers, with actual, pulsing fire veins spreading through the concrete and steel. Uh, the air's really thick and heavy, smells like a storm's about to break, but it's clear blue sky above, sun just past midday, casting an intense, blinding glow over everything. The windows of the skyscraper seem to be somehow inhaling the air, with the sound of shattering glass echoing outward, even though they're not actually breaking – they're still intact. A slow, foggy mist seeps out of the skyscraper's foundation.