The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's... streaming in through these grimy skylights... I'm in some kinda abandoned aquarium, like, a huge tank's been breached and there's, uh, shark skeletons scattered all over the floor... The air's stale and kinda damp, like, you can smell the old fish food or something. And, umm, there's this just totally intact, normal, park bench, sitting underwater in one of the still-filled tanks, but... somehow it's just dry, with a bird's nest on it and eggs, like it's just a regular outside bench... coughs...