[SE] some of it will stick

Should Amun complete one of his routine scans he will feel a tug. Unremarkable, but consistent. Like a noise that you can't quite ignore, it will direct him towards a bit of rubble that has long since crumbled to the ground. Should he dig beneath and move the debris away, he'll find a perfectly square piece of inorganic material that might, to a more contemporary eye, appear like latex.