The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive stone heads of long-forgotten Mesopotamian kings sit scattered across the cracked asphalt of an abandoned drive-in theater, like, their faces eroded but somehow still... transmitting low-resolution videos of ancient Sumerian myths on built-in LED screens where their mouths should be. Umm, air's super dry and there's this acrid smell of burned wiring as a weird, pulsing hum echoes through the air, in sync with Ethereum block confirmations displayed on the movie screen behind them. It's a really bright, clear night with the full moon right overhead, illuminating everything with this cold, silver glow.