The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive, ornate mirrors are covering every available surface in this sprawling, abandoned shopping mall atrium... Like, the air's thick with dust, and there's a weird, sweet smell of fermented fruit wafting from the long-abandoned food court. Water's pooling around the base of a colossal, crystal-encrusted fountain that appears to be somehow pulling water upwards, defying gravity, and creating this eerie, glassy calm on its surface. Outside, a massive storm is raging, but in here, the air is super still, like it's being stabilized by some unseen force.