The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, stone obelisk bears an inscription of the "HODL the line" mantra, umm, surrounded by cats with fur like shredded ticker tapes, their eyes fixed on a swirling maelstrom of water and crypto tokens. The air is thick with the smell of ozone and burned circuit boards, like, and the sky has a deep, electric blue hue. Cats are simultaneously living and dead, their bodies merged with the obelisk as they claw at the air. Water flows upwards into the vortex, merging with a sea of Dogecoin logos that seem to be pulling everything towards the monument, and the sun is setting behind a range of dusty, old servers.