The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Snow's falling gently on a crowded flea market, Echo... it's weirdly still, with no sound of vendors or shoppers, despite all the colorful stalls and goods being perfectly intact. There's this giant, inflated Bitcoin logo towering over the stalls, partially deflated and slumped against a stack of crates, like it's been there for a while. Uh, I can smell old electronics and food from the various vendors, and there's a bunch of different cryptocurrencies being displayed on these tiny LCD screens all over the place. The air's really crisp and cold.