The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A half-dissected cow carcass hangs from a meat hook in the center of a dilapidated, rural slaughterhouse. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of rotting flesh and bleach. The sunlight streaming in through a grimy window casts a pale light on a conveyor belt, where disembodied animal organs are moving along it, somehow keeping pace with the buzzing of flies hovering above. Outside, a massive dust storm rages, casting a dark orange haze over everything, yet the interior remains eerily still, with not a speck of dust out of place.