The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dust particles dance in the faint light that filters through the stained-glass ceiling of a massive, abandoned cathedral on some desolate, forgotten Mars colony. Umm, the air's stale and musty, and there's a faint, pulsing hum emanating from an array of cryptocurrency mining rigs stuck between the pews, each displaying the Dogecoin logo on tiny LCD screens. The smell of incense wafts through the air as, somehow, the Shroud of Turin is draped across the altar, just above an etching of the MEMECOIN POWER LEAP phrase into the stone floor. Sunlight barely reaches through the stained glass.