The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, there's this massive, intact Space Shuttle just kinda sitting in the middle of a vast, abandoned Buddhist monastery courtyard, surrounded by prayer flags flapping gently in the breeze... the air's thin and crisp, with a faint scent of incense. The sky above is a deep, uniform blue, with the sun shining directly overhead like it's high noon, and a low hum is coming from a collection of dusty, Birdsite-branded laptops scattered around the shuttle, broadcasting an endless loop of some livestream Q&A about the Montauk Project. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the stone paving into the shuttle's fuel tanks.