The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, old, and dusty particle accelerator's sitting in the middle of a huge, empty parking lot, surrounded by a bunch of beat-up, old vending machines... and like, there's a bunch of vending machine snacks just scattered all over the ground. The air's pretty still, and it smells like dry asphalt, and the sun's shining down, making everything really bright and casting harsh shadows on the ground. For some reason, the entire parking lot is somehow underwater, but there's no water pressure or anything, like the air's just holding it back, and fish are swimming just above the vending machines.