The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, old broken appliances just scattered all around this abandoned drive-in theater... A bunch of smashed projectors are somehow playing fragments of nature documentaries on the screens, like, it's all birds and mountain goats and stuff... The sun's setting or something, 'cause the sky's all orange and red, and it smells kinda like popcorn and ozone... One of the screens is literally folding in on itself, like a map, no creases or anything, just smooth. Echo, c'mon, stay awake, man.