DX01: SINGULARITY 20175

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tall, snow-covered trees tower above, their branches etched sharply against a pale blue, cloudless sky. The air's crisp, still, and cold, with a scent of frost and wood smoke hanging heavy, as umm, flames somehow dance within a massive, ancient, crystal-encrusted satellite dish nestled among the trees, casting flickering shadows on the surrounding snow. The satellite dish's metal panels seem to be absorbing the snowflakes falling onto them, with a low hum vibrating the ground beneath my feet, syncing up with the gentle beeping of a lone, weathered radio transceiver sitting nearby.