The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Like, a huge chunk of a perfectly intact, modern city intersection is just... lodged in the side of this enormous asteroid. Umm, the air's really thin and the sky above is pitch black, while the sound of creaking metal and faintly ringing wind chimes is echoing through the stillness. Water from a busted fire hydrant is slowly seeping out, forming this weird, crystal-clear icicle that's just... frozen in mid-air, not attached to anything. The smell of hot asphalt and ozone is kinda pungent... the intersection's streetlights are still somehow functioning, casting an eerie glow across the desolate rock.