The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled Ethernet cables and discarded motherboards are scattered across the dusty floor of a massive, abandoned Costco warehouse, the only sound being the soft whirring of miniature quadcopter drones zipping around the empty shelving units. Umm, the air's got this dry, slightly static feel to it, with a faint smell of burned-out electronics and packaging materials. A bunch of levitating pallets are somehow synced with a scrolling display of trending Twitter hashtags etched into the warehouse's windows, reflecting the harsh midday glare of the sun shining through the skylights. Water's flowing from the empty shelves to the floor, like, somehow syncing with a Bitcoin price ticker on the wall.