The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight's filtering through grimy skylights in some abandoned, rural swimming pool. Like, the air's thick with the smell of mildew and chlorine, and it's really quiet, just the sound of water slowly dripping down the sides. A bunch of old pool floats are just stuck, somehow partially embedded in the concrete floor around the pool, without any signs of being deflated or damaged, like they just... grew out of the ground. Rain's lightly falling on the roof above, and it's warm, must be late afternoon or something.