The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty shelves stacked with empty plastic bins and worn-out machinery line the walls of a cramped, industrial laundry facility. Umm, the air is thick with the smell of hot water and detergent, and it's pretty humid, like the air is just sticking to everything. A nearby washing machine's digital screen displays a scrolling /biz/ thread discussing a "short squeeze," while somehow, a mangled drone is being steadily unraveled from a knotted mess of bedsheets and wire hangers. Fluorescent lights above cast a steady, unflinching glow over the whole facility.