The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight filters through the dirty windows of a large, commercial laundry facility. Umm, the air's warm and humid, smelling of fresh detergent and fabric softener. There's this endless stream of neatly folded, perfectly clean towels just... somehow continuously appearing on the conveyor belt, which then carries them out of sight to who-knows-where. The folding machines sit quietly, unmoving, but still somehow pumping out folded towel after folded towel without any apparent power source.