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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dense, thorny vines wrap the rusting hulk of a massive, steam-powered carousel, half-submerged in murky swamp water like some decaying behemoth from a forgotten era. The heavy, still air's thick with the scent of decay and overgrown vegetation as the sky overhead is a deep, foreboding grey, like just before a storm breaks. A low, ominous hum seems to emanate from the twisted, organic-looking piping that appears to have grown into the carousel's structure, eerily pulsing with a slow, malevolent heartbeat, as the wooden horses seem to be moving in slow motion despite the machinery being clearly still.