The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's streaming through grimy skylights in a massive, abandoned greenhouse, casting a warm glow over overgrown planters and rusted gardening tools. The air's thick with the smell of damp soil and decay, and I hear the sound of dripping water echoing off the metal walls. Water's somehow pumping through the irrigation system, even though there's no power or water source in sight, and it's creating these weird little mini-geysers that erupt from the dry soil every few seconds. A vintage pickup truck's somehow lodged in the greenhouse's rafters, like it was dropped from above.