The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, abandoned radio telescope is lodged at the bottom of a massive, totally still volcanic crater, covered in dust and cobwebs. Umm, it looks like the air's super dry and still, with that faint smell of old electronics and like, ozone-free air or something. The sun's at mid-morning, shining down through the crater's edge, and... a bunch of wild turkeys are somehow operating the telescope's control panel, like, they're typing on the keyboard with their beaks and adjusting the antenna.