The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering down through the dusty skylights of a massive, abandoned indoor pool complex. The air's heavy with the smell of chlorine and stagnation, and the sound of gently lapping water echoes off the tiles. Like, a bunch of old inflatable pool toys are just sort of... embedded in the concrete at the bottom of the pool, and they're still inflated, even though there's no visible air source. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the toys, creating these tiny whirlpools on the surface that just dissipate into nothing.