The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A small flock of pigeons is calmly roosting on top of a massive, slow-moving freight train as it inches its way through a pretty empty, industrial rail yard, surrounded by stacks of rusted steel pipes and old cargo containers. The air's pretty dry and has that slightly metallic smell, and it's probably late afternoon judging from the sun's low position in the sky. Like, the weird thing is that the train is somehow pulling a continuous loop of train cars, with no engine visible and the last car seamlessly reconnecting to the first car without any sort of gap. Uh, it's pretty quiet otherwise, just the gentle creaking of metal and some distant birds chirping.