The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty, yellow sunlight casts a faint glow over a sprawling, abandoned aquarium, the air thick with the smell of saltwater and decaying fish food. Umm, like, a bunch of empty tanks just sit there, still filled with murky water and covered in a thick layer of grime, while a lone, functioning filter just sort of hums away in the corner, somehow keeping the water from stagnating. Outside, through the grimy windows, the sky's a pale blue, and the sun's high overhead, beating down relentlessly on a sea of cracked, dry mud that stretches out as far as I can see, while inside, the water in one of the tanks just... flows uphill.