The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusted school buses are half-buried in a massive, open landfill like they've been swallowed by the trash, their yellow paint faded and cracked. Uh, it smells like rotting food and gasoline, and the air's thick with the smell of decay... A Stake terminal somehow embeds itself seamlessly into the side of a crushed Port-a-Potty, displaying a scrolling feed of cryptocurrency prices as the sun beats down from directly overhead, casting a harsh light over the whole scene. One of the buses has a chill guy meme plastered on its side, and a broken excavator in the distance seems to be digging a hole that's somehow filling with trash faster than it can dig.