The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, churning clouds swirl above a dilapidated windfarm, its weathered turbines standing like skeletal sentinels, their blades creaking with an otherworldly groan as a gust of charged air passes through, smelling of ozone and ozone-scorched earth. The air's heavy, almost like syrup... Umm, a distant billboard bears the phrase "TRUST YEWEST POOF" scrawled over an OpenSea logo in red, dripping letters that seem to shift and writhe as the wind whips past. A series of strange symbols from the Aesthetics Wiki pulse and shine along the length of a twisted, tornado-tossed transmission line.