The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive piles of old VCR tapes are just stacked haphazardly in this abandoned landfill, with seagulls flying overhead and somehow operating tiny, functioning bulldozers to move around the trash. Like, it's super sunny and warm, with a gentle breeze blowing across the waste, and I can smell the strong scent of decaying garbage. There's also this super strong, pulsating air pressure, like before a thunderstorm, and weirdly, the tapes are all magnetically levitating about an inch off the ground, even though nothing's visibly holding them up.