The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, twisted vines made of what looks like dark, polished copper are snaking through the center of a massive, hollow asteroid. Like, the air's vacuum-still, but I can hear this low, pulsing hum emanating from the vines, and the smell of scorched rock is seeping from the walls. Umm, tiny, glowing nodes are embedded in the vines, pulsing with a light that seems to be decoding ancient, Enochian script etched into the asteroid's surface. A perfectly still, miniature sun is suspended at the asteroid's core, surrounded by a swirling vortex of iridescent gas.