The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked feathers cover a mangled robotic bird corpse that's somehow merged with the engine of a wrecked quad bike, partially buried in a massive, dry lakebed under a blistering sun. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of petrol and smoke, and it's got this weird, almost electric charge that's making my skin tingle. In the distance, an endless scroll of 4chan threads is somehow displayed on the lakebed itself, like the ground is a massive screen, and there's this still-functional, severed robotic lizard tail slowly dragging itself through the dust, leaving a trail of sparks behind.