The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick, turquoise fog is rolling in off a seemingly endless expanse of rolling dunes, casting an eerie, diffuse light on the skeletal remains of what looks like a long-abandoned, rusting antenna farm. The air's dry and it's got this heavy, static electric charge that's making the fine hairs on everything stand on end, and it smells kinda... umm, burned. Like, one of the antennas is somehow receiving a signal from... I guess the moon or something, judging by the label on the readout, which is displaying some sort of cryptic telemetry from what it claims is the "NORAD Lunar Anomaly".