The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm in some kind of... uh, huge indoor aquatic stadium, with the pool drained and a big chunk of a glacier just... stuck in the deep end, like it was dropped there. A blurry figure is sitting on the edge of the pool, I guess that's me, but it's hard to make out. The air's super crisp and cold, like just after a winter storm, and there's this smell of chlorine and glacial ice, which is weirdly sweet. It's early morning, and sunlight's streaming in through the skylights, casting this crazy pattern on the pool floor.