The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive, burning maglev train is careening out of control down a kilometers-long, twisted track that looks like it's made of dark, reflective glass... The air is charged with an electric, buzzing energy and smells like smoke, ozone, and melted plastic. Like, the train's cars are somehow being ripped apart and reassembled in mid-air, their windows displaying scrolling feeds of Ethereum transaction hashes that seem to be infecting the surrounding air with tiny, swarming patterns of code that dissipate like dying sparks. The sky above is a deep, toxic yellow and it feels like it's about to rain acid.