The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's reflecting off a vast, seemingly-endless array of iridescent butterfly wings – they're stuck in mid-air, suspended within a sprawling, abandoned arboretum's greenhouse, like... they're being held up by invisible strings or something. The air's pretty thick with the smell of honey and super humid, and a bunch of Ethereum-branded beehives are just... stuck to the ceiling, with weird, pulsing vines connecting them to the butterfly wings. The wings themselves are reflecting the light in these weird, shifting patterns, like they're trying to display some kind of code.