The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, steel silos tower above, covered in a thick layer of dust and what looks like... overgrown grapevines? The air's really dry and still, smells like hay and grain, and it's like, pretty warm - must be midday, judging by the sun beating down. Uh, a fully functional Game Boy Advance is somehow embedded in the rusty side of one silo, and like, the buttons and directional pad are moving on their own, as if it's playing some game, but there's no screen or any sound coming from it. A few feet away, a thin layer of what looks like freshly fallen snow is piling up.