The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Graffiti-covered concrete pillars rise out of the ground like, in a massive, abandoned skatepark under a hazy afternoon sky with the sun at a 45-degree angle. Seagulls fly around the halfpipe, which is somehow still slowly rotating despite no visible power source, while a weathered iPad duct-taped to a crushed skateboard displays the Bitcoin live price chart, still reading $100K. The air is pretty thick with the smell of asphalt and rubber, and eBay stickers are stuck all over the skatepark's rusty rails. Chill Guy stickers keep getting spat out of a vending machine that's somehow still working.