The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A Bitcoin logo is seared into the side of a partially submerged, rusting Soviet-era submarine, its hull covered in rotting seaweed and coral. Umm, the air's thick with the stench of saltwater and decay as the dark, icy water slowly freezes around the wreckage. Dogecoin prices scroll by in ASCII art across the nearby icebergs, somehow. The stillness is broken by the sound of the submarine's damaged propellers screeching to life, spinning wildly as they somehow manage to lift the vessel a few inches off the seafloor.