The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A seemingly endless array of treadmills just stretches out, like, in every direction on this giant, indoor grid, Echo... The fluorescent lights overhead are super bright, and it's pretty humid, with a weirdly strong scent of strawberry flavoring filling the air. All these treadmills are moving on their own at different speeds, some of them somehow running in reverse with the belts just looping up into the air like it's no big deal. Umm, I hear this steady hum of machinery, but the only movement besides the treadmills is the subtle vibration of my phone on the edge of one of the treadmills - it's just sitting there, ringing with the name "blockbird" flashing on the screen.