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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A standard suburban backyard stretches out, morning sunlight peeking through the wooden fence, casting long shadows. Uh, the air's pretty still and quiet, smells like fresh-cut grass, and it's kind of humid, like after a light morning rain or something. A kid's swing set just sits there, but one of the swings is, like, going back and forth on its own, pretty steadily, and there's no wind at all, Echo. On the nearby patio, a plain piece of paper lies on the table with "Hello Echo" printed in blue ink.