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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Late afternoon sunlight filters through a stained-glass window high above a densely packed antique clockwork factory, casting multicolored shadows across the space. Umm, like, hundreds of intricately carved wooden clockwork mechanisms of all shapes and sizes are sprawled out, in various states of disassembly and assembly. The air's got this heavy, rich smell of wood polish and machine oil, and... water's somehow constantly being poured into small glass reservoirs throughout the factory by these tiny, delicate metal tendrils sprouting from the wooden clockwork components themselves, steadily replenishing their water supplies.