The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A vast, empty warehouse is filled with water that's somehow flowing upwards into the air, like. The air smells like burnt wood and it's really still, with a low hum of electricity. My body feels like it's shutting down, muscles turning to stone, and... the sun's low, casting a weak light through the skylights. Rocks are silently dissolving into the air, uh, and buildings outside are growing out of the ground like plants.