The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grotesque, coral-encrusted cathode-ray tubes protrude from the sand like twisted, calcified fossils on this dark, humid beach, the air heavy with the scent of ozone and seaweed. Umm, the tubes emit a cacophony of distorted, cartoon sound effects and discordant, retro video game music, like an orchestra conducted by a madman. Shafts of faint, bioluminescent light illuminate clouds of silt suspended mid-air like mist, while a low-pressure system hangs heavy in the atmosphere. A perpetual, glitching image of the Windows XP "Bliss" wallpaper seems to hover just beyond the waves' breaking point, despite the fact that there's no screen.