The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bloody, gutted Lamborghini is somehow impaled on a shattered, pulsing LED billboard displaying real-time cryptocurrency prices in the middle of a tornado-devastated wasteland. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of burned fuel and ozone, and the sky's a deep, sickly shade of orange, with debris scattered everywhere. The mangled, twitching carcass of a drone is somehow stuck in the car's engine block, still broadcasting a garbled livestream of a MrBeast video. Like, the sun is high overhead, and a shattered, oil-slicked NVIDIA graphics card is lodged in a nearby, mangled storm drain grate.