The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dense, emerald green jungle fills a massive, geodesic dome, like, somehow perfectly sealed without any visible seams or supports. The air is thick with humidity, the scent of wet earth and decaying plant life, as a steady, gentle drizzle falls from the dome's interior surface. Um, amidst the underbrush, a collection of battered, Ethereum-branded ASIC miners lie half-buried, their circuit boards overgrown with vines, somehow still humming away as they churn out block rewards. The sky outside the dome appears to be a deep, bloody red, as if the sun has somehow halted in the midst of a solar eclipse.