The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Heavy steel beams reinforce the walls of a derelict hydroelectric dam, with massive, corroded turbines somehow spinning backwards, pulling water back up into the reservoir. The air is charged with ozone-free static, and I can smell damp concrete and the faintest hint of sulfur... the only light comes from sunlight filtering through a series of tiny, precise holes drilled through the concrete, casting an intricate, shifting pattern on the floor. A perpetual rainbow-colored waterfall pours upwards from the base of the dam, fueling the reverse-flowing turbines as if the entire system has been repurposed to create energy by undoing the work it once performed.