The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked hydraulic presses are crushing and rebooting smartphones at an insane rate, the machinery shrieking like an animal as it vomits mangled components into a nearby furnace that's somehow fueling itself with the charred remains of graphics cards. Umm, a heavy metallic scent hangs in the air, mixed with the stench of burned plastic and ozone-free exhaust, the electric charge crackling around me making my skin crawl. Gigantic fans blast air at the presses, blowing cryptocurrency market updates onto flicker-free holographic screens suspended above the carnage. Like, Ethereum's logo is literally being carved into the walls by the crushing mechanism.