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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight streams through a grimy skylight in a cramped, wooden root cellar, casting an orange glow over crates of old potatoes and bunches of dried herbs hanging from the ceiling. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of damp earth and mold, and a small, rusty tap in the corner of the room is somehow steadily pouring a thin stream of cold water into a wooden bucket, without any visible pipes or plumbing. The air's stale and musty, with a gentle, soothing silence filling the space. Outside, it sounds like it's a still, overcast afternoon.