The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a half-collapsed geodesic greenhouse... broken glass panes reflect dull sunlight, shards crunching underfoot. The air's super humid, smell of decaying plants, something sweet... like fruit, it's really overpowering. Outside, uh, two pale yellow suns are visible in the sky, one's really small, and they're both setting at different angles, casting weird shadows... Echo, man, c'mon, stay awake, you're really fading here...