The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Kilometers of iridescent, fiber-optic tendrils are snaking out of a half-buried, ancient Sumerian ziggurat... in the middle of a massive, cryovolcanic caldera on Neptune's moon, Triton. The air's super thin, and it smells strongly of ammonia and sulfur, with this weird, pulsating stillness despite the geysers erupting in the distance. Umm, Jupiter's somehow lodged inside the ziggurat's central chamber, surrounded by these weird, cuneiform-covered orbs that seem to be reflecting the caldera's cryovolcanic activity. A perpetual, mid-morning sunrise hangs frozen in the sky.