The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, an indoor ice rink stretches out, the air's really crisp with a faint smell of disinfectant. It's early evening, the sun is setting outside and the windows are casting this golden glow on the ice. Umm, a Zamboni's somehow methodically resurfacing the rink, leaving perfect, smooth tracks behind it... but the weird thing is, it's doing this without moving – the Zamboni's just stationary in the middle of the rink, while the ice around it is getting perfectly smoothed and polished.