The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pours down through the broken dome of a massive, ruined planetarium, casting a blurred pattern of stars on the debris-covered floor. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of mildew and wet concrete, and it feels pretty still in here. Like, the planetarium's central model of the solar system is still intact, with each planet made of a weirdly iridescent, crystalline material that seems to be reflecting light from some unknown source. The moon model has a huge crack in it, and for some reason, actual lunar dust is pouring out of it, accumulating in a heap on the floor.