The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm surrounded by a massive, open pit filled with layers of compacted, crushed up DVDs, stretching down into the darkness like a quarry. Umm, there's a constant, gentle tremor underfoot, like a cell phone on vibrate, and a weird scent, kinda like burnt popcorn, hangs in the still air. At the very bottom of the pit, the DVDs seem to be getting reassembled into perfect, unbroken copies of some viral TikTok video from Charli D'Amelio, and it's somehow playing on a continuous loop down there, silently. The air's really hot and dry, with the midday sun beating down harshly.