The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A perfectly preserved, 80s-style McDonald's restaurant is sitting on the surface of a comet, somehow maintaining a stable, cozy atmosphere inside despite the harsh vacuum outside. Umm, the air's kinda stale, smells like old grease, but the fluorescent lights are shining bright, illuminating empty tables and a fully-stocked menu board like it's still in operation. Outside, the comet's icy surface stretches out into the blackness, and stars are shining bright like diamonds against the inky darkness. The air inside is weirdly charged, like it's buzzing with electricity or something.