The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline pillars rise out of a dense, iridescent fog that's covering a massive, abandoned tennis stadium, the air thick with a sweet, chemical smell like someone spilled a vat of cheap perfume. Water's dripping from the stadium's seats, somehow forming a perfect, looping animation of the Lorenz attractor on the court below. Umm, the sun's low in the sky, casting an eerie, pale light through the fog, and the air's charged with a faint electric hum, making my hair stand on end. Crystalline starlings are perched on the pillars, watching as the fog seems to... just sorta pause and rewind, repeating the same ten seconds over and over.