The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's peeking through a gap in the ancient, crumbling walls of some long-abandoned, step pyramid, casting an intense beam of light that's somehow maintaining a miniature, inverted tornado in the dusty air. The air's super dry and tastes of limestone, and there's this faint hum, like the distant drone of a thousand lawnmowers. Uh, on the center step, this vintage, glitchy Tamagotchi is embedded in the stone, displaying a repeating pattern of what looks like... the Discord logo, somehow fueling the whirlwind above. It's mid-morning, with the sun still rising overhead.