The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of dust is covering everything in this abandoned, underground garage. Umm, there's no sound except the creaking of rusty old cars, and it smells like gasoline and mildew down here. For some reason, all the cars' headlights are turned on, illuminating a massive, crystalline cave that somehow exists in the back of the garage, and sunlight is filtering through it even though we're clearly underground. The air is pretty stale, and I can see a massive, intact Triceratops just chillin' next to a broken-down truck.