The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty, rust-red rocks stretch out in every direction, like, forming a vast, barren plain under a pale, overcast sky. Water's pooling in these massive, shallow impact craters, slowly seeping into the ground as the air's charged with this heavy, electric silence, like it's just before a storm. Umm, I can smell damp earth and ozone-free air as I watch this massive, crystal-encrusted... entity, slowly dragging itself across the plain, leaving behind these gleaming, silver threads that just kind of... stick to the rocks, defying gravity. The air's thick with the hum of this... uh, process.