The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, snowflakes are falling gently through the massive, geodesic dome above this indoor botanical conservatory-like area, but it's actually a huge, abandoned tennis stadium. The air's pretty cool and crisp, with this faint scent of freshly opened tennis ball canisters. The stillness is kinda weird, considering the sound system's blasting some distant, fuzzy, 80s rock music that seems to be coming from the seats themselves, and... a bunch of tennis balls are just bouncing around the court on their own, like they're in the middle of some intense match.