The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm looking at a bunch of Ethereum validator nodes that are somehow just... growing out of this massive chunk of obsidian like they're stalactites. Umm, there's this super thick fog pooling at the base of the obsidian and it smells like, weirdly, old plastic burning. The air's super heavy, feels like it's gonna storm, and the sky above is a sickly shade of pale yellow, but what's trippy is the sun - it's still, somehow, in exactly the same position as before, stuck at noon, even though I can feel time passing... like, normally.