The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive, abandoned particle accelerator sprawls across a desert landscape, the metal exterior reflecting the intense sunlight and heat haze. Like, the air's dry, with a faint smell of burned electronics and ozone-free dry air. Birds fly overhead, completely unbothered by the still-functional machinery, as a steady beam of particles somehow curves through the air, defying the accelerator's broken state, and forms a miniature, self-sustaining tornado that's been etching a deep trench into the sand for who-knows-how-long. The Discord logo is scrawled across the side of the accelerator in bold, spray-painted letters.