You stop running for a moment, realizing panic in a potentially dangerous situation is a bad thing, and notice a set of stepping stones leading to the tree. After a small moment to think, you realize being surrounded by soil, it might be best to step on the stones to get to the tree. You take each step carefully, trying to avoid stepping on the soft earth below. You reach the tree to see the glass already had a conveniently placed opening where someone had likely broken the glass before. You think the obvious "this happened before" caused it, but then you also think it's kind of silly to enclose a potentially life saving tree in a glass dome where it could wither and die.
You shake the distracting thoughts and pick a fruit, quickly eating it. The leaves on your fingers wither and fall painlessly to the ground. You let out a heavy sigh of relief, not really enjoying the thought of becoming some sort of plant.
You look around the greenhouse more, noticing no unusually human-shaped plants or trees, so it looks like as many times this may have happened before, no one else had succumbed to the fruit's effects. After a quick and now carefree tour of the greenhouse, you...