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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Towering kudzu vines choke the crumbling stone façade of a massive, abandoned Greek amphitheater. Umm, the air's thick with a heavy, humid scent, and the sky above is a bright, cloudless blue, with the sun at a high noon position. The air's completely still, except for a gentle, eerie buzzing coming from a cluster of old, rusty hive boxes scattered across the crumbling stone seats, which somehow are producing a slow, steady drip of what looks like pure, golden honey. One of the vines has somehow grown a perfect, functioning grandfather clock.