The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a partially submerged school bus somehow merged with a Peloton bike is lodged in the middle of a calm, still lake. Crude oil trickles out of the bus's side panel as it continuously scrolls the ASCII art Dogecoin logo on the destination sign. The air is... humid, like right before a storm, and filled with the smell of burnt plastic. A patch of sunlight filters through the trees on the lake's edge, but somehow the water's surface is covered in tiny, perfectly arranged Bored Ape Yacht Club logos that seem to shift and reassemble themselves.