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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pounds against a large, ornate skylight above a centuries-old greenhouse, casting a muted, emerald glow over everything. Umm, the air's thick with the scent of overripe fruit and damp soil, and it's humid enough that I can see water droplets collecting on the edges of the stone planters. Ancient, twisting vines have grown to the point where they're now supporting massive, levitating chunks of sodden earth - like they're trying to reclaim some lost topsoil or something. Water trickles from the sodden masses, feeding the blooming flora that's sprouted on the worn stone floor.