The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glowing tendrils of what looks like a cross between fiber-optic cables and bioluminescent plants are snaking across the surface of a massive, half-buried geodesic dome on a barren, dusty plain. Umm, the air's got this charged, expectant feel, like before a thunderstorm, but the sky above's a clear blue with just a few wispy clouds drifting across. The dome itself seems to be somehow amplifying or filtering the light from the midday sun, casting this weird, polarized glow over everything, and I can feel the low hum of a Tesla coil or something similar coming from within.