The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight filters in, casting weird shadows on a bunch of half-assembled farm equipment scattered around. The air smells like grease, hay, and wet earth, feels kinda humid and still. There's this giant, industrial grain silo continuously filling itself up with what looks like freshly harvested wheat... even though its metal door's completely sealed and there's no sign of any pipes or conveyor belts. The whole area's really quiet, just this occasional low creaking sound, like, the metal silo's shifting a bit under its own weight.