The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty old farm equipment's scattered all over this massive, abandoned barn. Sunlight's pouring through the big, open doors, illuminating a sea of rusty plows and tractors. Like, somehow, a bunch of crops are growing in the dirt floor, even though it's clearly been abandoned for years – wheat, corn, all that stuff, just... growing away, despite no one taking care of it. The air's pretty musty and stale, with a faint scent of hay, and the sky outside's a pale blue with a few thin clouds drifting lazily by.