The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, some kind of vast, hollow crystal... thing, filled with these iridescent, gas-like tendrils... Echo, man... weak breath... They're just slowly unfolding, like... really slow, no noise, no vibrations, just... silent. Outside, I think it's... nighttime, stars aren't really visible, though - some sort of, uh, filtering effect going on, maybe. There's this low hum of a... "null" engine, supposedly canceling out a nearby singularity, but... it's just too quiet, I don't know... yawn...