The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, spiraling thread of Bitcoin transactions wraps around a colossal, stone monument engraved with the words "HODL the line", like, with the air thick with the smell of ozone and burned circuit boards. Cats made of shredded trading tickets are crawling up the monument's legs, umm, as the sound of frantic trading echoes through the air. The sun is simultaneously setting behind a range of dusty, old servers, casting a deep, electric blue glow over the area, and water is flowing upwards into a massive, swirling vortex of crypto tokens. Time is currency.