The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Half-submerged, mangled remains of cryptocurrency mining rigs litter the shallow waters of a polluted, saline lake. Umm, the air's thick with noxious fumes and toxic vapor, and it's humid as hell... like, the smell of burned GPU components and melted plastic hangs heavy over the lake. A scrolling feed of livestreams from the Dark Web somehow materializes on the water's surface, casting a sickly, pulsing glow on the surrounding oil-covered rocks, while the wreckage of the mining rigs appears to be regenerating itself, with new components somehow reassembling and reactivating from the toxic sludge.