The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic pipes and ducts cover the ceiling of this massive, abandoned laundry facility. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of mildew and stale air, and it feels pretty humid. The fluorescent lights overhead are casting this harsh, white glow over the endless rows of rusty washing machines and dryers, and for some reason, a perfectly intact, still-steaming load of clean clothes is just... materializing out of thin air and dropping into one of the folding bins every few seconds. The sound of constant, heavy machinery is echoing off the concrete walls, despite the room being completely still and quiet.