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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ripped-apart, rusting hulks of cryptocurrency mining rigs litter the blood-soaked floor of a cramped, abandoned abattoir, like, with twitching, bioluminescent tendrils snaking through the gore-encrusted meat hooks. Umm, air's thick with the stench of rotting flesh, ozone, and burnt circuit boards, and the sky visible through a hole in the ceiling's a sickly, pulsing red. Snowflakes of what looks like pure mercury are drifting gently through the air, accumulating on the floor in a toxic, quivering blanket. The air's heavy with an electric charge, and the sun's a faint, crimson smear just above the horizon.