The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, waves are gently crashing against the side of a totally abandoned research submarine, beached in the middle of a dense, snow-covered forest. The air's freezing and super still, smelling like diesel fuel, and the only sound is the creaking of the sub's metal hull. Like, the interior lights are still working, illuminating a bunch of automated cryptocurrency trading terminals displaying Ethereum price charts and updating with weirdly accurate predictions... The water somehow flowing upwards from the forest floor into the sub is filling it to the brim, and it's like, slowly starting to float away into the trees.