The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's coming down pretty heavily in a deserted parking garage, like, the sound's echoing off the concrete. Umm, sunlight's filtering in through the gaps between levels, casting a grid of light on the wet floor, while the air's thick with the smell of gasoline and damp concrete. Water's pooling around a giant crystal-encrusted engine block that's somehow keeping the water on the surface of the parking garage from draining, despite the slope. The stillness is punctuated by the steady hum of an invisible pump, maintaining a steady air pressure that feels like it's at sea level, despite being deep underground.