The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a swarm of bioluminescent drones are flying in synchronized patterns around a massive, abandoned radar dish, in the middle of a sprawling, storm-damaged research facility on some frozen, Antarctic-esque planet. The air's crisp and charged with static electricity, with a faint scent of burning wires, and it's early morning, with the pale blue light of a binary sun system casting an otherworldly glow on the snow-covered landscape. Like, water's somehow freezing into crystalline structures on the radar dish, reflecting APES SHADOW TIME etched in bold, futuristic fonts... and the drones seem to be feeding on the comet's distant signal, somehow.