The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Vines are wrapping themselves around what looks like a massive, ancient radio telescope in the center of a lush jungle. The air's thick and humid, with a faintly sweet smell like honey, and sunlight's filtering through the canopy above, casting these weird, swirling patterns on the equipment's metal surfaces. The telescope itself seems to be... unfolding, like it's some kind of metallic flower, and the surrounding plants are shifting to accommodate its new shape, all while a low, pulsing hum's emanating from its center. The air's pretty still, except when the plants move.