The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering, abandoned radio telescopes like giants' skeletons pierce the pale blue sky, their rusting dishes a deep crimson from years of exposure to the harsh Atacama Desert environment. Umm, the air's crisp and still, with the distant hum of a VLF transmitter echoing through the desert landscape, as the sweet, acrid scent of burning circuit boards wafts from the smoldering wreckage of a drone swarm. The mangled remains of an early-2000s Russian Soyuz spacecraft somehow sprouts from the central column of a massive, half-buried Tesla coil, both merging seamlessly into the desert rock.