The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant inflatable hamsters are scattered everywhere on this abandoned, half-built rollercoaster test track... like, the air's super thick with the smell of freshly cut grass and, weirdly, burning rubber. Tons of tiny, fully-functional toy excavators are somehow moving around, operated by seagulls in little construction hats, as they zoom around the half-built loops and corkscrews. The sun's high in the sky, and it's pretty quiet except for the sound of creaking metal and chirping birds, but somehow, this whole rickety thing is held together by nothing but gigantic rubber bands.