The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Snowflakes fall onto a massive, abandoned highway interchange with multiple levels and overpasses. Uh, the air's pretty cold, and it smells like... wet pavement. Cars and trucks are just stopped in the middle of the road, like they were abandoned in a hurry, but one of the trucks is somehow slowly unloading crates onto the asphalt without any visible means of support, just steadily stacking them up. The sky above is a pale, washed-out grey, with the sun barely visible behind thick clouds.