The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rainwater's seeping out of a partially submerged Soviet-era spacecraft, like, half-buried in a giant heap of shredded paper and plastic bags on the edge of a vast, open garbage dump... The air's got a thick, pungent smell, kinda like burning rubber, but it's pretty crisp and the sun's shining down from a clear sky, reflecting off the water pooling around the spacecraft's hatch. The spacecraft's side panels are somehow displaying a scrolling livestream of a cat playing a piano on YouTube, the audio's blasting out through a pair of dented, muddy speakers.