The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's... kinda weak and orange here, like it's near sunset, and it's coming through these grimy greenhouse windows... There's this totally intact, ordinary garden center, still filled with living plants, despite the air being really cold and thin... A bunch of vines are, like, perfectly pruned and wrapped around this old satellite dish, somehow using it as a trellis, and it's covered in flowers. The air's super still, and it smells like damp soil and plant life... coughs.