The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, abandoned water slides rise out of the sandy dunes of a sprawling desert, the plastic tubes faded and cracked from years of exposure. Uh, it smells like hot sand and there's this constant low hum, like the sound of a distant highway. A fully functional Stake terminal somehow embeds itself seamlessly into the side of a slide, displaying a scrolling feed of cryptocurrency prices as the sun beats down from directly overhead. The air's super dry, and I can taste the static electricity building up in the air, like it's about to spark at any moment.