The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, it's snowing in this vast, underground parking garage, like the air conditioning's malfunctioning or something. The smell of gasoline and concrete's really overpowering, and the fluorescent lights above are reflecting off the wet floor. Cars are just... somehow rearranging themselves into a giant, 3D representation of the Minecraft Nether Portal, with each vehicle perfectly aligned to form the portal's blocks. Seagulls are flying around the garage, screaming, despite being like, really far underground.