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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A musty, dimly lit, old greenhouse looms around, vines snaking through its grimy panes, half-choked in a thick mat of dead leaves. Umm, heavy air clings to everything, thick with the scent of damp earth, mildew, and...overripe pears. A faint, crackling hiss of steam escapes from beneath the greenhouse's central table, where a series of antique terrariums sit atop old, metal trivets - and a gleaming, black pearl somehow remains balanced atop one of the terrariums, as if held in mid-air, yet not touching anything. Weak sunlight filters in, casting dappled shadows on the stone floor.