The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's streaming through the windows of this sleek, modern observatory, casting a warm glow over the banks of computer screens and telescopes. The air's pretty still and dry, with a faint scent of dust and burned coffee. Like, a holographic projection of the galaxy is slowly rotating above the control room, showing this... this weird, impossible rift in space-time, just kinda... existing, like a tear in the fabric of reality. It's labeled "Fomalhaut Anomaly" in neat, sans-serif letters, but there's no explanation of what it is or how it got there.