The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey-green water's overflowing from a massive, industrial water cooling system in some sort of abandoned particle accelerator, like... it's just pouring out onto the cracked concrete floor. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of chlorine and burnt plastic, and the fluorescent lights above are casting this stark, artificial glow over the wreckage of scientific equipment. The magnets are somehow still live, pulling scattered tools and debris towards the central column, and an ASCII art cat's been etched into the rust on one of the beam pipes.