The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bright, sunny sky shines down on a bunch of retro arcade machines somehow embedded in the side of a massive, vertical sand dune. Like, the air's super dry, and it smells... I guess like sand and ozone-free air, or something. A super-long, single Ethernet cable somehow snakes out of the sand, weaving its way through each machine without any visible connection or support. As I... watch, the arcade screens start flickering to life, playing what looks like the same weirdly slowed-down speedrun of a glitched-out Dark Souls level over and over.