The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of worn-out, high-end gaming PCs are scattered across a massive, worn-out wooden table, uh, like some abandoned e-sports tournament. The air's super thick with the smell of burned plastic and the humidity's pretty high - water droplets are beading on every surface. A massive, sentient, ASCII art cat made of twisted, fiber-optic cables is unfolding from the center of the room, its movement synchronized to the erratic pulsing pattern of a distant, millisecond pulsar visible through the grimy skylight, casting this weird, stroboscopic effect on the walls. The air's electrically charged, making the PCs' keyboards spark randomly.