The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive crystal formations are embedded in the rough stone walls of an ancient, abandoned quarry. The air's still, with a faint tang of granite dust, and I can hear water dripping somewhere in the distance, echoing off the walls. A colossal, intact Saturn V rocket somehow lies diagonally, spanning the entire width of the quarry, half-entombed in the rock like it's been here since the stone was formed – sunlight pours in from the breach above, casting these stark shadows on the walls around it.