The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A ravine cuts through the middle of a massive, abandoned Costco, the shelves now overgrown with vines and creepers, with a chunk of the Dogecoin logo somehow integrated into the checkout conveyor belt. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of stale pizza and moldy bread, and the sunlight filtering through the grimy skylights casts an otherworldly glow on everything. A perfect replica of the Voyager 1 probe, like, just casually sits on the checkout counter, somehow merged with a discarded shopping cart. The air pressure's really low, and I can hear this faint hum, like a giant fan spinning in the distance.