The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, sunlight's reflecting off a massive crystal geode nestled within the heart of a hollowed-out asteroid, the facets casting a kaleidoscope of colors across the rough, rocky surfaces. The air's vacuum-still, with a hint of burnt ozone from some long-forgotten celestial event. Oil-slick tendrils of some unknown liquid seem to be seeping out of the asteroid's core, forming an intricate network that's weaving itself into a slow, rhythmic dance with no discernible source of energy. A faint hum resonates through the crystal, echoing the beat of the liquid tendrils like they're alive.