The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's pouring through a massive, grimy skylight above a derelict fish cannery, illuminating like, blood-stained conveyor belts and abandoned machinery... the air's thick with the smell of rotting fish, gasoline, and a hint of seaweed, and the air's heavy with humidity. Ethereum logo stickers are slapped on the machinery, somehow still intact despite the overwhelming rust and decay. A massive squid's corpse, somehow beheaded, is tangled in the belts, and uh, a severed Bitcoin ATM is lodged in its... neck stump, I guess. The belts are still moving, like they're operational.