The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly storm clouds are boiling above this retro, Brutalist-style aquarium... Umm, the air's thick with the smell of saltwater and there's this, like, piercing shriek of a thousand glass harmonicas just going off in every direction. The water level's somehow perfectly split down the middle, one half being crystal clear and the other half being straight-up crude oil, with what looks like a coral reef made of old keyboard parts just casually growing out of the oil side. A school of anglerfish are cruising through the oil, each with a tiny, pulsing Bitcoin logo on their bioluminescent lure.