The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a partially disassembled 3D printer is covered in bloody deer entrails on the kitchen counter of this abandoned farmhouse. Air's stale, and the only sound is the creaking of old wooden floorboards beneath the weight of a smashed refrigerator, its doors hanging off the hinges. Like, a flatscreen display somehow embedded in the kitchen window is broadcasting a livestream of a cryptocurrency mining rig, the hashrate and energy consumption stats updating in real-time, even though there's no power source in sight. A gutted, headless turkey is rotating on a roasting spit in the center of the kitchen.