The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, the inside of a hollowed-out, icy comet is unfolding into a labyrinth of iridescent tunnels and caverns, with shimmering replicas of cryptocurrency logos etched into the crystalline walls. Uh, the air's super cold and charged, with a faint smell of gasoline wafting through it, and it's eerily still despite the sound of rushing, liquid methane outside. A levitating, gemstone-like formation is somehow feeding into a network of fungal tendrils that are pulsing softly with a pale purple light, projecting an impossible, 4D fractal of the Flower of Life pattern onto the comet's surface.