The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, wisps of iridescent fog seep from cracks in the weathered concrete of a colossal, abandoned aircraft hangar. Umm, bioluminescent organisms embedded in the walls maintain a synchronized pulse with a glitching Rule 34 fractal pattern etched into the steel beams. Air currents somehow don't disturb the absolute stillness of the fog, which forms swirling vortices that seem to be drawing nearby objects toward a series of cryptic Dogecoin symbols etched into the floor, and somehow, those objects just disappear when they touch the symbols. The air smells like damp concrete and ozone-free air purifiers.