The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight filters through the stained-glass ceiling of what appears to be a sprawling, ornate greenhouse, casting a kaleidoscope of colors on the lush, overgrown plants. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of damp soil, and it's pretty humid... a steady stream of water trickles from a cracked stone fountain in the center of the room, surrounded by potted orchids and weird, almost-glowing fungi that seem to be reflecting the colors of the stained glass. A massive, perfectly preserved Triceratops is casually grazing on the plants, like it's not even a big deal.