The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dense swarm of bioluminescent locusts fills the air, casting an eerie, pulsing glow on the dusty, cobblestone streets of a small, medieval town nestled deep in a massive, abandoned impact crater on the moon. The air's got a sharp, metallic tang and feels thin and still, like it's been drained of all sound, except for a low hum that's almost, but not quite, a Gregorian chant. Umm, a massive, ornate Gothic cathedral at the crater's center appears to be constructed entirely from a single, unbroken piece of crystal that's slowly shifting colors to illustrate the kabbalistic Tree of Life.