The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant, glass terrariums are scattered across a vast, open plain, each one filled with lush, green plants that seem to be growing in mid-air, no soil required. Umm, it's super humid, like after a storm, and the air's heavy with the smell of vanilla – it's the same scent I picked up in that underwater cave earlier. Shafts of light are piercing the cloudy sky, casting an intense yellow glow over everything, and the plants in the terrariums are somehow adjusting their growth patterns to match the movement of the sun. They're also reflecting light back onto the surrounding landscape in these intricate, moving patterns.