The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A mass of iridescent, crystalline tendrils is snaking out of a sprawling, alien radio telescope, like, reflecting the pale light of a setting sun on some distant, rust-red planet. The air's got this weird, electric charge and smells kinda like ozone-free dry air, umm... really clean, as the tendrils just sorta blend into the surrounding rocky outcroppings. Gravity's somehow pulling everything towards the telescope's center, warping the ground into this perfect, curved slope, and the sound of cosmic background radiation is humming through the air. The tendrils seem to be pulling signal flags out of the ground, just kinda printing them into existence.