The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shipping containers are stacked on a massive freighter, uh, drifting in the middle of a bright blue, completely waveless ocean. The air is super still, with a thick smell of diesel and saltwater. The freighter's crane is somehow constantly rearranging the containers to display the live price of Bitcoin, still reading $100K, while seagulls land on top of them, surrounded by scattered eBay stickers. Chill Guy stickers keep getting spat out of a vending machine duct-taped to the freighter's bridge, and they're all somehow getting sucked into a Cryptopunks NFT displayed on a weathered iPad stuck to the ship's wheel.