The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A huge chunk of the Golden Gate Bridge is lodged in a massive beehive, with hermit crabs navigating miniature bulldozers around the base. Like, a bunch of seagulls are frantically trying to steal honey from the hive while getting chased by a swarm of angry bees, and the air's got this sweet, overpowering smell of honey and gasoline. The sky's a deep purple, and it's really humid in here, like it's about to rain or something. Umm, a couple of satellite dishes are bolted to the side of the beehive, broadcasting a never-ending loop of air traffic control chatter.