The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A large, outdoor badminton court is surrounded by towering, dense shrubs in every direction. The air's pretty still and warm, and it smells like fresh-cut grass... like, I'd guess it's mid-morning judging from the sun's position. A bunch of squirrels are calmly playing a game of badminton, using tiny little rackets and somehow they're able to perfectly track and return every serve and smash, moving around the court in a smooth, practiced way. Uh, the shuttlecock never seems to actually land on the ground - it's always intercepted in mid-air by one of the squirrels.