The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled, pulsing roots stretch out across the surface of a massive, partially submerged asteroid, like, slowly pulling themselves through the vacuum. The air's thin and crisp, with a scent that's kinda sharp, metallic. As I look around, water's pooling up on the surface, somehow defying the zero-G environment and flowing upward, forming tiny, glittering waterfalls that arc into space. The faint hum of a reactor echoes off the asteroid's craters, somehow in perfect sync with the roots' rhythmic pulsations.