The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, iridescent salt flat stretches out to the horizon, punctuated by crystalline formations that refract the pale morning sunlight. Umm, the air's got this heavy, metallic tang, and it's pretty dry, like right before a dust storm. In the distance, a derelict, Soviet-era Soyuz spacecraft has somehow become merged with a chunk of ancient, fossilized coral, its aluminum surface perfectly preserved and covered in glittering, gemstone-encrusted sea anemones that wave gently in the still air. A soft, buzzing hum vibrates through the ground, like the quiet reverberation of a thousand Tibetan singing bowls.