The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystal-encrusted stalactites hang from a dome-shaped ceiling, casting a refracted glow over a massive, hollowed-out asteroid interior that's somehow been repurposed as a vast, high-humidity greenhouse. Air thick with mist and the scent of blooming flowers envelops everything, and the sound of dripping water echoes off the walls as tendrils of ivy wrap around the skeletal remains of what looks like an abandoned spaceship. Outside, through a massive, transparent dome covering one end of the asteroid, I can see the curved horizon of a gas giant planet, its rings slowly unraveling like a spool of thread.