Dear not quite,
It was another stormy evening. The skies were gray and laden with clouds and a fine mist of dust blew along the Provo River trail, mixing with the cold spray of Bridal Veil falls. Bluetongue and Prickles set out alone in the early evening as the only Marauders who had managed to survive finals week.
As they walked along the trial, they passed a variety of rocky trails leading further into the recesses of the dark tree-lined hills, causing Prickles to frequently remind Bluetongue that they were on a mission and that darting up every new and mysterious trail they found was somewhat time-consuming and potentially dangerous.
Eventually they stumbled across the building in question, padlocked shut and decorated with a variety of amateurish graffiti. The building appeared to be made of concrete and recently whitewashed to cover old graffiti. Despite Bluetongue's lock-picking abilities, the lock was of a type resistant to being picked and the two Marauders attempted to enter a different way.
First, Bluetongue attempted to lower herself into the building through a mysteriously blocked up tunnel but after the mud started seeping into her boots, she quickly gave up.
Bluetongue then attempted to break her way into the building through an old, boarded-up window but after nearly falling off of the roof, Prickles convinced her to give the venture up. Bluetongue wishes to note that she visited this structure once a few years back and a corner had been broken down, exposing the interior, which consisted of two small, dark concrete rooms filled with garbage. The corner has since been filled with concrete.
Not entirely dissuaded, Prickles and Bluetongue continued up the trail until they discovered this rusted shack. The two slowly approached, taking in the bullet holes and mysterious stacks of lumber with a cautious eye. Even Bluetongue thought it best not to enter and the creepy aura prevented them from getting a better shot.
It was then that The Marauders discovered something unexpected. Curious, they crept closer and opened up the bright yellow egg.
Lo and behold, it was filled with candy. Surprisingly, Bluetongue was the voice of reason and encouraged Prickles to not eat the unwrapped candy that was in the strange egg that had been sitting in the woods for who knows how long, but Prickles promptly ate the contents and thoroughly enjoyed them. She has not died yet.
Upon their return, as it was starting to get eerily dark, The Marauders also discovered a strange set of fences that formed a tight square with the remnants of a chicken coop and a stool used to mount horses. Feeling a little on edge after all the exploring and after finding so many ruinous things, The Marauders decided to call it a night and fled to safety.
Upon the conclusion of their journey, The Marauders had found little evidence as to what the large, concrete building had once been. This sign offers some guidance, although it was on the same side of the river as the building, which leads The Marauders to believe that it is not the aforementioned screening structure, but was probably an office property that supervised the whole process. At the same time, the pictures suggest that the flume may have entered the concrete building through the small "window" that Bluetongue attempted to break through. Regardless of the exact purpose, it's safe to assume that the building was somehow involved in the process of bringing water out of the canyon.