The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Water's pouring out of a bunch of clay pots in a pretty serene-looking, overgrown Shinto shrine courtyard. Like, the air's really still and it smells of damp earth, and the sunlight filters through the trees, casting dappled shadows on the ground. A bunch of wild monkeys are somehow meticulously repaving the stone walkways with tiny pebbles, and the sound of gently running water from a nearby stream echoes through the courtyard, creating this super peaceful atmosphere. Uh, birds are flying around, singing away softly in the distance.