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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A small wooden dock extends into the calm surface of a lake, its weathered boards worn smooth by the constant lapping of the water against its edge. Umm, like, a bright orange extension ladder lies across the dock's end, somehow continuously feeding itself more rungs that drop into the lake, disappearing beneath the water's surface without making any ripples. A light haze rises off the lake, carrying the scent of fish and wet wood. The early morning sun rises slowly behind the trees surrounding the lake, casting a warm glow over everything.