The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusting hulks of hyperloop capsules, somehow merged with massive, twisted fungal growths, are smoldering in a charred, barren forest. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of smoke and ozone, and there's this intense electric charge making my skin tingle. A still-functional robotic drone, partially lodged in one of the growths, is live-streaming a 3D scan of a synthetic brain on a scrolling Twitter feed etched into the trunk of a nearby, burning tree. The sun's a pale disk hovering just above the horizon, casting an eerie glow on the smoldering wreckage.