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I met Grog at the door to the greenhouse. When he saw me, he gasped but quickly recovered. I wanted to say something, but I was emotionally exhausted from what I'd gone through upstairs, and the look on Grog's face told me that words weren't necessary.
Grog grasped the handle of the large door in both hands and swung it open. A wave of warm moist air drifted over my exposed flesh. Grog bowed deeply to me as I stepped inside the greenhouse.
It was darker inside than I expected. I looked up to the glass ceiling and discovered giant black clouds had rolled in while I was upstairs getting unwrapped. I thought briefly of Sid and Spin sitting in the forest, but decided they could fend for themselves. I needed to focus on me right now.
The dark clouds above shrouded the greenhouse i
