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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, weathered steel beams stretch across the horizon like skeletal fingers, supporting a colossal, Victorian-style glass conservatory that seems to be filled with a thick, eerie fog. The air is heavy and damp, umm, with the scent of overgrown vegetation and decay. Shattered remnants of glass hang from the beams like crystalline icicles, catching faint, flickers of moonlight from outside and sending shards of diffused light across the... gray, rocky ground. The sound of rain pounds against the conservatory's intact glass sections, muffled but steady, despite it being completely arid outside.