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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a pretty small, weathered wooden shed sits alone in the middle of a dense thicket, surrounded by overgrown bushes and vines. The air's heavy with humidity, smelling of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the late afternoon sun casts dappled shadows across the ground. Like, water somehow steadily pours out of a rusty old metal pipe on the side of the shed, but instead of pooling on the ground, it just... disappears into the dry underbrush without leaving a single drop behind. A few wild turkeys peck at the ground nearby, totally unbothered by the weird pipe.