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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A warm, golden light pours into a cozy, cluttered cottage, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air as a soft rain drums against the thatched roof outside. Like, somehow, the rhythmic dripping of water from a leaky cauldron perfectly synchronizes with the steady ticking of an old grandfather clock, while a few sleepy badgers quietly knit tiny scarves using miniature wooden knitting needles. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of baking bread and fresh wool, and a gentle warmth seems to seep from the earthy floor, like it's somehow been heated from within.