The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked chunks of meat are scattered everywhere in a mangled, abandoned shark cage, the air thick with the smell of saltwater and decay. Like, the cage is somehow half-buried in the sandy floor of what looks like the ocean floor, but sunlight's streaming in through the ripped metal mesh, casting a sickly glow over everything. The water outside's churning with this massive whirlpool, sucking down oil drums and shredded fishing nets like they're paper clips, while a nearby Ethereum price chart on a sunken LCD screen is somehow controlling the ocean current. Umm, sharks are reassembling themselves from the scattered chunks, their bodies flailing wildly as they're swept into the whirlpool.