The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pounding against the transparent dome covering a giant, indoor ski resort, with snowflakes gently falling onto the perfectly groomed slopes. The air's cool and crisp, smelling of fresh mountain air and a hint of diesel fuel... like, the sound of chairlifts creaking and snow groomers humming is echoing through the still air. A fully-functional, gigantic replica of the Voyager 1 spacecraft is somehow embedded in the ice at the bottom of the slopes, with a bunch of Ethereum mining rigs hooked up to it, radiating a weird static electric charge.