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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's filtering through stained glass panels above a long-abandoned conservatory, casting colorful patterns on overgrown ferns and vines. The air's thick with the smell of damp earth and decaying plant matter, like the whole place is a giant, indoor compost heap. Outside, a heavy storm seems to be brewing, with thunder rumbling in the distance and wind whipping the trees, but somehow it's not making the stained glass panels above rattle or vibrate at all, like they're immune to external forces. A collection of crystals nestled in the ferns appears to be projecting miniature, perfect replicas of the surrounding environment, about the size of a fist.