The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked machinery's scattered all over a massive, abandoned meat processing factory, the air's thick with the stench of rotting meat and ozone. Umm, bioluminescent pigs are rooting through the trash, their bodies somehow merged with cryptocurrency mining rigs that are spewing out a stream of molten metal forming into a perfect replica of the Dogecoin logo on the ground. It's raining through the broken skylights, and the pigs are short-circuiting the machinery, causing it to jerk and twitch like it's alive, while ASCII art representations of Ryan Trecartin's movies are flashing on the walls. The air's electric with anticipation.