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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, an old, covered bridge spans a tranquil, slow-moving creek surrounded by a lush meadow, the air's crisp and still with a sweet smell of blooming wildflowers, and it's probably late morning judging by the sun's position in the sky. Like, a family of muskrats is calmly repairing the bridge's weathered wooden planks using perfectly crafted little wooden tools that seem to be made from living tree branches. A large, ancient-looking tortoise is somehow... casually playing a perfectly tuned, full-sized harmonica, somehow using its shell as a makeshift resonance chamber.