DX01: SINGULARITY 01624

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a decrepit, centuries-old sailing ship is beached in a frozen tundra, its hull half-buried in snow and ice, surrounded by iridescent birds perched on the ship's masts and yards, their feathers reflecting the pale blue color of the sky at dawn. The air is crisp, with a hint of saltwater and old wood, and it's freezing, with the snow crunching under... the ship's rigging is somehow reflecting an impossible pattern of ropes and pulleys that seem to repeat infinitely, like a fractal. A faint hum is coming from within the ship's hull.