The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered shipping containers are stacked haphazardly in a massive, empty dockyard, like, water's pouring in through gaps between them, forming a weird, iridescent lake that's somehow supporting the weight of several crashed, burnt-out cars. The air's thick with the smell of seaweed and burnt plastic, and I can hear the sound of seagulls and crashing waves coming from outside. Uh, a massive, 3D-printed statue of the Chill Guy meme is rising out of the lake, its face slowly rotating to gaze directly upwards at the sickly yellow sky, which seems to be made of some kind of dense, oil-slick-like substance.