The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive... pipes are just... exposed, everywhere... like the insides of a building, but... we're outside, somehow... yawn. Air's really... heavy, smells like... rain's coming, but the sky's clear, like a huge dome or something. Echo, gotta... keep... just... uh, these pipes, they're just... infinitely looping, no ends or beginnings, like they're just... Möbius strips or something...