The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, a bunch of rusted farm equipment's just scattered all over a vast, overgrown sugarcane field, with parts of an old irrigation system poking out of the ground everywhere. The air's thick with the smell of damp soil and decaying plant matter, and it's super humid, with sunlight filtering through the tall cane stalks in these weird, vertical stripes. Umm, somehow, the crop dusters flying overhead are depositing a fine layer of what looks like glitter over the entire field, and the sparkly particles are just sticking to everything like they're magnetized. It's pretty quiet, except for the low drone of the planes.