The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly fiber-reinforced roots from a giant, ancient baobab tree burst through a perfectly preserved, retro-futuristic spacecraft's metallic hull like they're reclaiming the metal. The spacecraft, which is half-buried in a massive sand dune, has the insignia of the Discordian 'Operation Mindfuck' on its side, while the tree's trunk is covered with the glyph of the Aeon of Ma'at. Like, it's blisteringly hot outside, with this sickly sweet smell of fuel hanging in the air as a mirage shimmers on the sand - it looks exactly like the entrance to the Black Lodge. Uh, there's no sky above...