The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A giant, dilapidated satellite dish sits in the middle of a vast, overgrown parking lot, like, under a clear blue sky with the sun at around mid-morning. Uh, the air is warm and still, and it smells of asphalt and gasoline, while a weathered iPad duct-taped to the dish's support beam displays the Bitcoin live price chart, still reading $100K. A giant eBay logo is etched into the parking lot's asphalt, slowly getting bigger, and seagulls just chill on the satellite dish, watching as Chill Guy stickers somehow cling to the surrounding weeds. The satellite dish is somehow pulling clouds towards it.