The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's filtering through a layer of grimy glass, casting streaks across rows of empty shelves in this abandoned grocery store. The air feels stale and musty, and there's a thick layer of dust coating everything. A slow trickle of milk's somehow flowing uphill, back into a tipped-over carton on the floor, despite gravity clearly pulling in the opposite direction. Outside, a layer of dense fog seems to be clinging to the ground, with just the tops of the nearby trees poking out above the mist.