I’d let the galaxy spin as the backdrop of the story, each spiral arm a chapter, the bright core the prologue where the mystery starts. Then, I’d program the comets like surprise scenes—quick flashes of color that cut the scene, a burst of sound that rewrites the pacing. The VR world would layer light and music so the viewer feels the tug of gravity as a narrative beat, and I’d encode the data into a fluid loop that feels like breathing. If you want to taste perfection, play with the timing: let the comets arrive just when the tension peaks, then let the space breathe before the next twist. That’s how you turn a night sky into a living story, even if you keep wondering if you’re still chasing the right ending.