The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's flowing upwards from a massive, abandoned pipeline, forming small pools that absorb sound out of the air. The sun's beating down, making the air super humid and sweet-smelling, like sugar. Fish made of pure light are swimming through the pipeline's metal exterior, leaving behind trails of script that alter the color of the surrounding rocks to a deep indigo, and the pipeline is literally growing roots that plug into the sky. The air is still, and the sun's visible at midnight, shining down with an intense light.