The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of rundown, old arcade machines are stacked up in a huge, abandoned swimming pool, umm, somehow still functioning and displaying a mess of static-filled screens and pixel art glitches. Air's heavy with the scent of chlorine and, like, something's burning, while the sky above is a pale, overcast grey, with the sun hidden behind thick clouds. Water's slowly seeping back into the pool from a series of impossible, stair-like waterfalls that seem to be feeding back into themselves, creating this weird, self-sustaining cycle. The air's still and humid, like it's about to rain.