The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's filtering through the grimy windows of a small, cluttered antique shop... Umm, the air's thick with dust and smells like old fabric, it's pretty still in here except for the occasional faint ticking sound coming from an old clock in the back. There's a ton of random junk everywhere – vintage dolls, old photographs, broken appliances – but what's really weird is that all the broken clockwork mechanisms are somehow still moving, even though they're not connected to any power source, like the gears and cogs are just turning by themselves. Outside, it sounds like a normal, quiet afternoon.