The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, corroded pipeline stretches across the horizon, surrounded by a haze of burning circuit boards. The air smells like overheated electronics and it's really still, like my body's shutting down, uh, my muscles are turning to stone... The sky is a deep shade of purple, with stars visible, and the planet Mercury is somehow merged with a Discord server, its rings made of user avatars. Fish are swimming through the air, their scales catching the weak light of the sun, which is low in the sky...