The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, weathered stone pedestals are scattered across a vast, dry lake bed, supporting hundreds of perfectly preserved, crystalline jellyfish that seem to be reflecting and refracting the pale, morning light in dizzying patterns. Uh, there's this... constant, low-frequency hum that's causing the sand to vibrate and slide off the pedestals, and I can see the silhouette of a massive, crescent-shaped asteroid hovering in the sky, slowly casting a shadow across the lake bed as it moves in tandem with the sun. The air is still, crisp, and tastes of salt and iron.