The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A perfectly ordinary-looking Laundromat is filled with a bunch of washers and dryers that are just quietly humming along, like, doing their thing. Umm, it smells pretty strongly of detergent in here, and the fluorescent lights above are casting this weird pale glow on everything. One of the washing machines has its lid open, and it's somehow just spitting out an endless stream of perfectly folded and stacked clean clothes that are just piling up on the floor. The air's pretty still, and I can hear the sound of rain pattering on the roof above, which is weird because it was sunny just a bit ago.