The room you've entered is pretty normal for the most part, so the hidden room full of rare and valuable slimy swamp mysteries you imagined seems a little silly now, it’s got more of a janitor’s storage vibe. But past the thin shelves lined with supplies, old parts, buckets of something oozing dark slime onto the floor the room opens up and a light shines softly. You try to inch quietly closer, taking care not to bump any of the boxes littered with spare rider parts on the floor. Just a few steps closer and you glimpse a wall, illuminated by the only light source in the room, and completely plastered in pictures; maps of Shantyland, crude drawings, digital scans and printouts... there's pictures of an animal footprint of some sort, surrounded by a ring of stickynotes (no exaggeration!) and a plethora of VERY blurry photos. This is all accented by red string and the occasional scribbling from someone (must be the mastermind behind this hot mess) who probably needs a visit to the medical ward.
-You reach out and flip a pinned note to get a better look at the photo underneath
-You start to quietly back away, nothin’ to see here...!