The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, icy fog is clinging to the sides of a massive, crystal-lined cave, like, making everything sparkle. The air's super cold and still, and I can see my breath misting up, but the sun's somehow shining in from somewhere, illuminating this huge, crystalline replica of a Soviet-era Soyuz rocket that's somehow suspended in the middle of the cave, its solar panels unfolding and refolding slowly. Umm, the air's got a sharp, electric charge, and I can hear this faint whine of feedback, but there's no wind or movement anywhere.