The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, there's a dilapidated research submersible half-buried in the silt at the bottom of a dried-up ocean... the air's thick with dust and the smell of old fuel. A bioluminescent squid is wrapping its tentacles around the sub's hatch, which is slowly opening and closing like it's trying to breathe. The sky above is this weird shade of pale blue, like someone hit pause on the sunset, and the air pressure's making my ears ache... a Bitcoin price ticker is somehow being projected onto the squid's body.