The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant concrete highway dividers somehow fill the cargo bays of a large abandoned airliner, like, just strapped down with old seatbelts. The smell of stale air and worn-out carpet dominates, and Bitcoin's live price chart displays on a TV mounted above the cockpit controls, still reading $100K. The plane is somehow just sitting on the bottom of a calm lake, surrounded by giant water lilies, and the air is super still except for the occasional ripple disturbing the surface of the water.