The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey smoke pours out of the peak of a massive, snow-capped volcano, the air thick with sulfur and ash. Umm, it's weird, but a giant, ancient-looking satellite dish thing is somehow half-buried in the ice at the summit, with a bunch of what looks like fibre-optic cables snaking out into the snow. The sun's like, setting behind the volcano, casting this crazy-long shadow across the surrounding ice field. It's super cold, my head is killing me, and my vision keeps blurring.