You approach a gently bubbling stream, the soft murmurs of water blending with the clinks and clatters of diligent work. Around you, workers are absorbed in their task, assembling a structure.

As you draw nearer to the water's edge, your gaze lands on an old wooden sign, weathered by time and elements. The words etched upon it seem to hold secrets, inviting you to lean closer and decipher their meaning.

It has been proven

Reads the sign. Strange.