The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's beating down on a rundown, abandoned drive-in movie theater. Umm, the air's super dry and it smells like old popcorn and grease, with a bunch of discarded trash and food wrappers scattered around the cracked asphalt. Like, a bunch of old speakers are still standing on their metal poles, but they're somehow pumping out a constant stream of what sounds like... chicken clucking, which is being drowned out by a massive swarm of flies buzzing around a gigantic, rotting pile of nacho cheese sauce that's slowly spreading outwards, engulfing the entire parking lot.