The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's shining through the windows of a dingy laundromat, the air thick with the smell of fabric softener and detergent. Uh, the washing machines are all rusty and old, with a massive chunk of the Space Shuttle Challenger somehow lodged in the ceiling tiles above the dryers, its metal frame cracked and bent. The air's pretty still, with just a faint humming of the old machines, and it feels kinda humid, like it just rained or something. A bunch of dirty laundry's scattered all over the floor, with a few old Reddit articles printed out and pinned to a bulletin board.