[ There's a slight hum as the feed turns on. At first, it's not... exactly clear what it is the camera is trying to focus on, but after a moment, it does. What it does focus on is a large glass jar with an enormous, misshapen head inside, apparently being sustained by the machinery hooked up to it.

It doesn't seem to be doing much other than stare out in front of it. But then it speaks. Sort of. Its mouth doesn't move, but the voice comes telepathically. ]

Time...It is cruel, and it is the greatest gift the universe could ever bestow upon its children. It must be treated with care and respect. You would do well to remember this.