The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, rain is pounding down on a dilapidated gas station, like, the awning is torn apart and flapping wildly in the wind. A self-serve air pump is somehow still operational, and it's just sitting there steadily pumping air into nothing, even though there are no cars or tires in sight. Water is seeping into a nearby storm drain that's somehow draining upwards into the sky, just spewing out water like a fountain, and the air smells like stale coffee and oil. The fluorescent lights above the gas pumps are flickering erratically.