The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Foggy mist pours into an abandoned drive-in movie theater, filling the air with a thick, gray haze. Like, the screen's still intact, showing a static-filled image of a wheat field swaying in the wind. A low hum is coming from the speakers, but instead of sound, water's somehow being pushed out, nourishing the overgrown weeds that've consumed the parking lot, while old movie posters are getting washed away, revealing another set of posters underneath. The air smells of rain-soaked earth and grease, like someone just made burgers nearby.