The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pooling on the polished floor of a massive, empty Costco warehouse, like it's been abandoned mid-shelf restock. Umm, there's no sound except for this gentle lapping of the water against the steel shelving units, but the air's got this strong scent of hot asphalt and burned rubber, like a freshly paved parking lot on a summer day. Sunlight's streaming through the skylights, illuminating these weird, iridescent sheens coating all the product packaging, making it look like they've been replaced with weird, alien materials. The ceiling's somehow maintaining a perfect, fluffy cloud layer, complete with drifting wisps.