The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarled, blackened roots burst from the ceiling of a massive, hollow asteroid, their twisted limbs curling around a crystal-encrusted lake that seems to be holding its water in place despite the lack of gravity. Umm, air pressure's pretty low in here, but the smell of smoldering wood's heavy, like... something's been burning for days. Late afternoon sunlight filters through the asteroid's massive crater, casting an ethereal glow on the frozen, crystal waves. Water's flowing upwards through the roots, pooling in mid-air in shimmering, iridescent globules.