The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bland, concrete parking garage stretches out before me. Uh, sunlight filters in through open sides, illuminating oil stains on the ground, while the smell of exhaust fumes and stale air hangs around. Like, a bunch of cars with license plates referencing memes from 9GAG are parked randomly, one with "WAGDIE" scrawled on it, but they're all somehow physically merged with random household appliances... a car with a vacuum cleaner as its rear section drives past me silently, while another nearby has its trunk replaced with a toaster, the slots flapping open and shut as it turns.