The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Seagulls circle above a dented, rusted oil tanker somehow lodged into the center of a dilapidated, overgrown soccer stadium. Like, the smell of diesel fuel and moldy seats fills the air, which is thick with humidity, and the sky above is a deep, foreboding grey. A giant ASCII art image of Pepe the Frog seems to be painted on the tanker's side in rust and oil stains. Water somehow flows upwards from the stadium's flooded field into the tanker's hull, creating a surreal, gurgling sound that echoes off the stadium's crumbling bleachers.