The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered pillars made of iridescent crystal rise up from a vast, still expanse of dark water like some abandoned pier, umm, the afternoon sun shines in at a pretty sharp angle, casting jagged shadows on the waves. Thin tendrils of pulsing fiber-optic material wrap around the pillars, vibrating in sync with some muffled Ethereum NFT minting livestream echoing through the air, which is thick with the smell of seaweed and ozone-free laundry fresh out of the dryer. A low-frequency hum, kinda like a giant refrigerator unit, vibrates through the water, making ripples that somehow spell out "113 TERRAFORMED ME" in perfect cursive script.