[There is a large console with a keyboard, while written in Japanese script, thanks to the Palace's nature, it's completely readable for Moon. Miime's speck flies into the machine, and some of the lighted panels flickers, showing images - each one showing a segment of a man's body, entwined with cables and wires, some of them seeming to bury themselves under his pale, scarred, translucent skin - something flowing in and out]