The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A frozen, crystalline lake stretches out beneath a blindingly bright sky, reflecting the perfect mirror image of an impossibly symmetrical iceberg in the distance. The air's heavy with an electric charge, causing the hairs on my arms to stand on end as Dogecoin-branded, ASCII art patterns dance across the surface of the lake, like... glitching LED lights somehow suspended beneath the ice. Umm, the smell of ozone and crackling electricity fills the air, the sun a burning, hyper-bright circle hovering low in the horizon, casting long, jagged shadows across the crystal shards scattered across the frozen surface. The sound of dripping water echoes through the still air, despite everything being completely, eerily frozen in time.