The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A parking garage stretches out in every direction, filled with old shopping carts and broken vending machines instead of cars. Umm, it smells like exhaust and burnt oil in here, but the air's surprisingly still and quiet, like there's no traffic nearby. Some of the carts are methodically moving themselves between the parking spots, while a random Twitter screenshot - displaying some old gamer drama about Among Us - is somehow printed on the wall in huge, block letters. One shopping cart just drove itself up a concrete pillar and is now "parked" vertically on the side of it.