The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air is thick with the smell of gasoline and smoke as I gaze out at the endless expanse of a landfill. Crushed and rusted cars, mangled machinery, and discarded electronics stretch as far as the eye can see, like... with a hazy sun beating down on everything. A still-operational Tesla Model S somehow embeds itself into the mangled remains of a massive bulldozer, its screen displaying a scrolling feed of /biz/ threads as it powers the machine to tear through the trash. The ground beneath my feet vibrates with the hum of machinery.