The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water pours in from above, slowly filling a massive, abandoned indoor pool. Umm, air's pretty thick in here, and it smells like... algae and concrete. Thousands of butterflies somehow swim through the rising water like fish, their colorful wings beating in slow motion. Outside, the late afternoon sun casts an orange glow through the grimy skylights above, illuminating the dusty lounge chairs scattered around the pool deck.