The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark liquid drips from the petals of massive, mechanical flowers that cover the ceiling of a huge, underground bunker... uh, air's thick, smells like burnt circuit boards, and my chest feels crushed. A massive, crystalline monolith just... appeared, half-buried in the metal floor, with the logo of some old cryptocurrency etched into its side, and the sound of scuttling, metallic legs is getting closer. I don't think I can... keep going, everything's getting really blurry, like... the metal flowers are starting to melt into the floor...