The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying everywhere from this massive, ornate fountain that's somehow carved into the side of a hollowed-out asteroid. The air's got a weird, crisp quality to it and I can smell, like, hints of space rock... it's pretty humid in here despite being in the vacuum of space, and I can see tiny ice crystals forming on the fountain's surface. The asteroid's rotating slowly, casting this crazy, dynamic pattern of light and shadow on the interior walls. This ridiculously detailed, tiny replica of the Voynich Manuscript's cover is, uh, etched into the fountain's central statue.