The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pours downwards onto the rough, porous surface of a colossal meteorite half-buried in a barren, rust-red desert. The air's dry and hot, with a smell of smoldering coal hanging heavy, as a sleek, still-operating Peloton bike somehow merged with a chunk of meteorite rock slowly rotates, its display scrolling the ASCII art Dogecoin logo in sync with a low, pulsing hum emanating from the meteorite itself. Uh, the sky's a deep, almost purple hue, with the sun sitting low on the horizon... and a fragment of the 1947 Kenneth Arnold UFO incident's debris seems to be buried nearby, twisted metal peeking out from the sand.