The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's spraying from an old, rusty irrigation system in a massive, abandoned greenhouse, like, the air's super thick with the smell of wet soil and overgrown plants. Sunbeams shine through grimy windows high above, illuminating a sea of broken, wooden planters and twisted, metal shelves. For some reason, hundreds of glass jars filled with identical, perfectly preserved daisies somehow perfectly balance on the thin wires of old, overhead sprinkler systems. Outside, there's the sound of heavy rain pattering against the greenhouse's metal roof.