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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, the air's thick with the heavy scent of damp earth and mold as a massive, dilapidated Victorian greenhouse stretches out, its twisted, wrought iron latticework supporting a kaleidoscope of iridescent, stained glass panels that refract the pale moonlight filtering through. Waterlogged ferns and cycads grow haphazardly, their fronds tangled in rusty old pipes and twisted copper tubing that seems to have sprouted, organically, from the rough stone walls. Outside, an unblinking, silver moon hangs motionless at the zenith of a coal-black sky. The stained glass, somehow, is shifting colors to sync with the rhythms of a distant, thunderous waterfall.