The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, poorly-drawn Pepe the Frog face, like, dominates the scene, with tears made of shattered memes streaming down its cheeks. The air smells of burned paper and the sky is a deep, foreboding purple, with an electric charge, umm, making the hairs on my skin stand on end. Cats made of fragmented GIFs are merging with the face, creating a distorted visage. The sun is simultaneously shouting and being silenced by a cacophony of scribbled speech bubbles, and gravity is pulling everything towards the face at a 90-degree angle to the horizon.