The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a vast array of what looks like hundreds of perfectly identical, totally ordinary suburban homes, just stretches out as far as I can see... The air's thick with this sweet, newly-cut lawn smell, and the sky above is a super clear, almost electric blue, like, just a few puffy white clouds drifting lazily by - the sun's high in the sky, I'd say around mid-morning. All these homes have their garage doors open and, somehow, all their interiors seem to be connected, forming one vast, unbroken tunnel system - I can see glimpses of identical, IKEA-style living rooms and kitchens inside.