The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-scarred, brutalist statues of Shiba Inus loom above the rooftop of a derelict, poured-concrete pagoda, like, the air's thick with the smell of rain-soaked earth and ozone, and the sky's a deep, foreboding grey. Sunlight barely reaches this place, casting long shadows behind the statues, which appear to be generating some sort of energy field – the rain falling around them is repelled, forming tiny, shimmering curtains of water that just hang there, suspended in mid-air, as Dogecoin logos seem to be forming in the water droplets themselves. Uh, a low hum emanates from within the pagoda, making my skin vibrate.