The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, twisted metal pipes are bursting out of the ground in every direction, like, covering the entire desert landscape in a tangled web. The air's thick with the smell of hot metal and smoke, and the sound of screeching tires is echoing off the pipes, even though there are no cars in sight. A miniature, perfectly detailed replica of the Burj Khalifa is somehow embedded in the center of a giant, crystal-encrusted boulder, and the late-afternoon sun is reflecting off its surface. Uh, the air's got a weird, pulsating electric charge building.