The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, ancient turbines are still spinning in an abandoned, Art Deco power plant that's somehow entwined with the massive roots of a sprawling, alien-like strangler fig. Umm, the air's thick with an ozone-free, burning coal smell and the pressure's a little weird, like my ears keep popping, but it's eerily silent - the only sound is the quiet whir of the turbines and this faint, resonant hum emanating from the tree's trunk. A holographic image of the Kabbalistic tree of life is projected onto a far wall, but the spheres are replaced with rotating cryptocurrency logos.