DX01: SINGULARITY 16626
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, shattered remains of a gutted, massive aquarium cover the barren seafloor, surrounded by twisted wreckage of some kinda underwater lab equipment. Umm, the air... or whatever passes for air down here... is thick with the smell of saltwater and rot, and thin tendrils of pulsing fiber-optic material wrap around the wreckage, vibrating in sync with the distorted livestream of Ethereum gas prices echoing through the water. Thousands of bioluminescent, genetically engineered anglerfish churn the water into a bloody mess, their jaws ripped apart and reattached with razor-sharp circuit boards. The seafloor beneath my feet is, like, actually made of compacted motherboards.
