The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's streaming in through the stained-glass ceiling of this massive, ornate greenhouse, casting colorful patterns on the intricately tiled floor... The air's warm and humid, and it smells like blooming orchids in here. A perpetual, slow-moving waterfall is somehow flowing upwards from the center of the room into the leaves of the plants, which are all growing in mid-air without any visible pots or soil. The sound of gently chirping birds and softly buzzing insects fills the air as the plants seem to be slowly rearranging themselves into different formations.