The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... Sun's right on the horizon, like it's just setting over this massive, open-air food court... yeah, there's just rows of empty tables, and a huge sign that says "Biscuitville"... air's really thick, like the pressure's off, but I don't feel any discomfort... oh, there's a river just flowing right through the middle of it all, and the water's made of honey, it's just... flowing like it's regular water or something...
(Suddenly, breathing heavily) Umm... sorry, I... I don't think I can... keep going...