The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark server racks loom amidst an industrial facility's labyrinthine corridors, warm fluorescent lights overhead casting a pale glow on the walls as CS:GO match sounds and radio chatter resonate through the air. Umm, a heavy stillness presses in around the machinery, with an almost imperceptible hum of machinery and the scent of ozone lingering. Like, this endless loop of server rooms somehow feeds directly into an Anubis-shaped vacuum pump at the far end of the facility. Outside, stormy rain pounds against the reinforced steel walls, which are apparently built on the surface of the far side of the Moon.