The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A ravaged slaughterhouse sprawls out, its walls smeared with animal entrails, as the air reeks of decay and death. Ethereum mining rigs hang like meat from rusty hooks, their cables spliced into a twisted, biomechanical boar with pulsing red organs that somehow pump out an oil-like substance etching ASCII art memes into the floor. The air is thick and still, and uh, the sound of a tornado's howling in the distance is somehow synchronized with the flashing patterns of an LED billboard displaying the top 10 cryptocurrency prices, in a twisted, distorted way, on the building's façade.