The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Guts and feathers are scattered everywhere in this ravaged, industrial-scale chicken farm. The air's heavy with the stench of rotting meat, and it's somehow raining a fine mist of hydraulic fluid from the ceiling. Like, thousands of mangled, beheaded chicken corpses are reassembling themselves on the conveyor belts, casually strolling off towards the massive vats filled with frothy liquid as the sound of screeching birds and machinery fills the air. Meanwhile, the sky outside is a swirling mess of cryptic, Ethereum smart contract code, somehow powering the still-functional UV grow lights that are making the air charged with an electric tang.