The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, massive pipes are just suspended mid-air, no supports or anything, they're just there... There's this faint hum of machinery and hissing steam, like it's coming from beneath my feet. The air's thick with the scent of burned fuel and it's really still, feels like it's weighing me down... Water's pooling around the base of these pipes, reflecting the light of the sun, which is somehow directly above me, but it's also nighttime, like the sky's split in half.