The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline ice chunks litter the ground of a sprawling, abandoned observatory... I see umm, shattered lenses and mangled telescope casings strewn about. Water drips from somewhere, accumulating in stagnant puddles that seem to reflect images from different skies. The air's heavy with humidity, like right before a downpour, and this dull buzzing noise reverberates through my chest.