The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A still, massive ball of twine sits in the middle of a giant, open-air storage facility under a super bright and clear blue sky with a few wispy clouds. Uh, like, the air is thick with the smell of packing peanuts and cardboard, while a weathered iPad duct-taped to a nearby crate displays the Bitcoin live price chart, still reading $100K. A bunch of seagulls chill on the twine, watching as eBay stickers somehow get printed out of a nearby laser printer that's still somehow working despite being submerged in a pool of water. The twine is slowly unraveling itself.