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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a small, rickety wooden bridge is somehow being steadily repainted by... a few brushes that are just moving on their own, like they're being wielded by invisible hands. The air's pretty crisp and still, with a scent of damp wood and a hint of sawdust, and it's pretty quiet except for the sound of gentle lapping of the water against the bridge's pilings. The sun's pretty high in the sky, casting a warm glow over the small, peaceful pond the bridge is spanning. A few fish are swimming lazily in the water below.