The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, water's pooling around a bunch of rusted machinery, and old farm equipment is scattered everywhere in this massive, abandoned barn. The air's dry and musty, smelling like old hay and oil. A weird, pulsing crack has opened up in one of the wooden beams, and a stream of sunlight from the pale orange sun is shining straight through it, creating a beam of light that's somehow propelling dust particles upwards, where they just hang suspended in mid-air. Outside, it's like, mid-afternoon or something, with the sun pretty high up in the sky.