The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air's super heavy with the smell of decay and ozone as a massive, charred rhinoceros carcass lies on the cracked, asphalt surface of an abandoned drive-in movie theater. Water's slowly pooling around its legs, like the ground's just sinking away, and a chunk of the screen behind is somehow repaired, displaying a loop of grainy, black-and-white footage of atomic bomb tests. The stillness is broken only by the quiet, muffled sounds of screams and crunching metal coming from the footage, which is somehow warping and stretching like melted wax on the screen.