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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Old, worn-down leather saddles are scattered all over a dusty, abandoned horse stable, surrounded by open fields of tall wheat swaying in the gentle breeze. A group of cows are methodically fixing broken harnesses and bridles, quietly hammering away and tightening loose straps, the air's thick with the smell of fresh hay and damp earth. Like, the stable's roof is somehow entirely made of massive, curved tortoise shells that seem to be supporting the structure perfectly, and the warm sunlight filtering through the gaps casts a warm glow on the scene. A few chickens are casually pecking at the ground.