The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pours down on the smooth, weathered stones of an ancient aqueduct, casting a misty veil that rises into the cool evening air. Like, water's flowing uphill through the worn stone channels, defying the gentle slope of the structure. The sound of running water is pretty loud, and it's almost completely still except for a faint, steady vibration in the stone beneath. The air's heavy with the smell of wet earth and moss, and it's pretty humid in here.