The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunbeams filter through the dust-filled air of an abandoned movie theater, illuminating seats covered in a thick layer of cobwebs. Like, the air's stale and musty, but there's a weird sweet scent, too. The screen is showing some kind of distorted NFT art auction, with bids scrolling by in a blur... and somehow, the projector is casting an exact replica of the Mona Lisa on the moon, which is visible through a huge hole in the theater's ceiling. The sound system is blaring an eerie, slowed-down version of a meme song.