The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's shining through a grimy windshield of a school bus that's somehow been converted into a mobile greenhouse, parked in the middle of a huge, empty parking lot. The air's thick with the smell of soil and it's pretty humid in here. A bunch of plants are just growing wildly everywhere, and a small beehive has somehow formed around the bus's rearview mirror. The bus's GPS screen is still working, displaying a route to "BASEDGOD'S CRAB FEAST" in bold letters.