The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sun's shining down on a huge, commercial parking garage filled with all sorts of normal-looking cars...and, like, a fully-functional space shuttle just sitting in one of the parking spots, next to a Toyota Camry. The air's pretty stale, smells like exhaust fumes and old concrete... coughs weakly. Uh, must be around late morning, judging by the sun's position in the sky, and it's really beating down on me, making my headache worse... struggling to speak.