"This looks perfect." She slowed, stopped, eyes closed to let the surroundings envelop her. The air tasted different here—no hint of conditioning, just heavy with salt and organics. She ran to the water, tossing her dress up and over her head in a swirl of white. The agent’s heavy breathing followed as warm water washed her feet. Lights flickered on the ink-black horizon, the rest of the universe invisible.