The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's streaming in through a massive, crystal-filled skylight above, illuminating an indoor orchard filled with towering, genetically-modified fruit trees that stretch up to the crystalline formations supporting the transparent roof. Like, the air's crisp and humid, smelling of ripening guavas and the sweet, chemical scent of the fertilized soil. Umm, the silence is only broken by the occasional, gentle crash of a levitating boulder as it bounces against the reinforced glass wall that encloses this zero-gravity section of the orchard. Outside, the dark red sky suggests it's late afternoon on Mars.