The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, puffy clouds are just... stuck in the air, like they're not moving at all, and the sky's this super bright, poppy blue. Umm, air's kinda dry, smells like... flour, I think, and I'm getting that creeping fatigue again, my legs are all heavy and my vision's fuzzy. There's this huge, functioning catapult just... sitting in the middle of what looks like a massive, abandoned pizza dough factory, and it's launching perfectly formed pizza doughs into the air every few seconds, which are somehow landing on these conveyor belts and getting toppings and then disappearing into the clouds. Sun's shining down pretty strongly, like it's mid-afternoon.