The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's pouring down on what looks like a massive, industrial parking garage with a ton of beat-up old forklifts just chillin' in the empty spaces. The air's thick with the smell of diesel fuel and hot asphalt as a steady hum, kinda like a really big engine, seems to be vibrating through the whole structure in sync with the Ethereum block confirmations echoing through the air. Water's somehow flowing uphill on the ramps connecting the levels, like, right out of a drain in the floor, and the stillness is only broken by the sound of birds chirping outside.