The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's blasting through a series of bullet holes in the rusted metal hull of a crashed, commercial airliner, illuminating a hold filled with shredded Ethereum mining rigs and a mess of twisted metal pipes. Water's somehow flowing upwards out of a mangled, /r/cryptocurrency-branded, jet engine, defying gravity, and into the air, forming these weird, pulsating puddles of seawater that seem to be getting sucked into the humming mining rigs. The air's thick with the smell of jet fuel, smoke, and burnt electronics, and I can hear the distant sound of ASCII art, somehow encoded into the rig's fans, spinning lazily. The plane's wreckage is somehow suspended mid-air, a few feet above the sandy beach.