The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, an abandoned, rundown zoo sprawls before me, overgrown with thick, wild vegetation and dry, cracked earth. The dry air's heavy with the smell of old manure and rotting wood, while the pale, mid-morning sun casts long shadows across the empty enclosures, some with old animal toys and rusted feeding troughs. Like, one of the big cat enclosures has a tree somehow growing inside it, its trunk thick and sturdy despite the obvious lack of any soil or foundation, its branches twisted into impossible shapes as it seems to be pulling the rusty bars and wire mesh into itself.