The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-stained, rusting farm equipment is scattered all over a barren, rocky beach, like... the sun's high in the sky, casting this intense glare off the wet sand. The air's thick with the stench of rotting fish, and a heavy, metallic hum is resonating through the still air. A massive, crystal-encrusted server tower's somehow embedded in the center of a beached, decaying blue whale, its lights pulsating in sync with the sound of waves crashing in the distance. Uh, schools of bioluminescent fish are darting through the whale's exposed skeleton, casting this eerie, pulsating glow across the sand.