The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, pink saltwater's pooling up from the floor of what looks like an abandoned factory, with rusty machinery just sorta... half-submerged. The air's thick with the smell of grease and seaweed, and it's weirdly humid, but somehow a video of a cat playing Minecraft is projected onto the far wall, like, complete with THORN GAMBA MEADOW memes in the chat comments. Umm, the windows are all blown out, and sunlight's pouring in, but somehow it's still kinda dark in here, like the light's getting absorbed by something. The Twitch donation alerts from the cruise ship are still echoing through the air.