The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's reflecting off a bunch of scattered, broken appliances in a massive, open landfill, like, it's a sea of trash as far as the eye can see. The air's thick with the smell of rotting food and exhaust from the nearby highway... umm, crows are perched on the carcass of a wrecked semi-truck, watching a nearby vending machine that's somehow dispensing perfect, wrapped sandwiches at a rapid pace, like it's got an endless supply. The sun's pretty low in the sky, casting long shadows across the trash.