The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's shining down on a giant, dusty warehouse filled with stacks of wooden crates and cardboard boxes. Umm, it's pretty quiet in here, except for this low humming noise, like from some machinery or something... the air's pretty stale, with this dry smell to it. A forklift's somehow perfectly balancing a giant glass vase on its prongs, not wobbling or anything, like it's just frozen in mid-air. The windows are open, but the air outside's so still, not a single leaf or anything is moving.