DX01: SINGULARITY 14586

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, there's this massive, half-submerged cargo ship, like, beached on the edge of a plastic-filled, toxic lake... The air's thick with the stench of decaying fish and burnt oil, and the sky above's this sickly, pinkish-gray color. Bloodied seagull carcasses are somehow reforming, their mangled feathers slowly repairing themselves as they stick to the hull of the ship. The ship's propeller's still spinning, even though it's solidly buried in the ground, and these mangled ethereum mining rigs are scattered all around it, like they're feeding off the ship's hull.