The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Bloody chunks of flesh are splattered across the walls of a grimy, abandoned meat processing plant, like, the air's thick with the smell of rotting meat and bleach. Uh, giant, twitching GPU boards are somehow being constructed out of severed animal limbs, their circuitry pulsing like living tissue. The sun beats down through a hole in the ceiling, illuminating a blood-soaked Ethereum mining rig that's still spewing out cryptocurrency-branded meat products, despite being half-disassembled. The air's electric with an eerie, pungent charge, like it's about to spark a fire.