The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Snowflakes fall gently around this massive, abandoned radio telescope dish, somehow repurposed into a giant, functioning bird bath, like, complete with water jets and a central fountain. Umm, the air's pretty crisp, and it smells kinda like wet concrete and ozone-free air... and it's really still, like, almost no wind at all. Seagulls are just flying in and out of this dish, splashing around in the water, while the surrounding equipment shacks have their doors opening and closing in slow motion, continuously rearranging their contents into weird, fractal patterns. RETARDIO IN CONTROL is graffitied across the dish's center.