The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of beat-up refrigerators are stacked haphazardly in the middle of a pretty flat, dry salt flat... The air's really still, like there's no wind at all, and it smells strongly of gasoline. Uh, a weirdly specific Twitter thread about Cool Cats NFTs is just... projected onto the side of one of the refrigerators, with replies and all, but there's no phone or screen in sight. The sun's pretty high in the sky, beating down relentlessly, and some of the refrigerators are slowly, steadily moving across the salt flat, like they're being pushed by an invisible force.