The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline pillars support the vaulted ceiling of an enormous, subterranean greenhouse, casting no shadows despite the soft, ambient light... it's late afternoon, judging by the warmth radiating through the air. Uh, a thick layer of iridescent moss carpets the ground, reflecting every color of the visible spectrum across the glittering, crystalline walls, and the air's heavy with the scent of damp earth and blooming flowers. The stillness of the air's broken by a low hum emanating from a series of delicate, crystalline fountains that seem to be circulating water in mid-air, without any visible plumbing or mechanisms.