The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, mangled remains of ASIC mining rigs are scattered everywhere on the seafloor, their metal casings cracked open like, revealing half-burnt circuit boards. The air's thick with the stench of rotting fish and ozone, like it's heavy enough to feel greasy on my skin. A frozen, headless shark carcass is somehow reanimating itself nearby, its jaws snapping wildly as seaweed-covered ethereum transaction logs burst out of its empty skull socket. Water's flowing upwards from the seafloor to fill the mining rigs' casings, like it's being pulled up by some unseen force.