The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A drab, windowless storage unit is packed with stacks of dusty eBay boxes, Cryptopunk NFT collectible figurines spilling out of them. It smells like stale cardboard and packing peanuts, and the air is pretty dry. The fluorescent lights overhead are making the boxes cast weird shadows on the walls, while the hum of a Stake validator node somehow coming from a crushed pallet is giving the space a weird buzzing vibe. Like, one of the boxes is somehow unfolding itself, slowly transforming into a makeshift cardboard cat sculpture.