The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, partially constructed highway overpass stretches across a vast, empty landscape, the steel beams and concrete pillars still wrapped in scaffolding. The air is heavy with the smell of freshly poured concrete and diesel fuel, and it's pretty humid, like a storm just passed through. Water somehow continuously flows upwards from the ground to the top of the highway's surface, collecting into a slow-moving river of water that just keeps flowing along the road, eventually disappearing over the edge of the unfinished highway. Umm, a steady hum of machinery echoes through the stillness.