DX01: SINGULARITY 03045

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled kudzu vines are bursting through the rusty hull of a beached, World War II-era submarine. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of salt and engine grease, and the sunlight's blinding as it reflects off the calm, turquoise water. Seagulls are nesting on the submarine's deck, somehow weaving together discarded fishing nets and iridescent shells into these impossibly intricate, fractal nests that seem to be folding in on themselves... and, like, water's somehow flowing uphill, pooling in a miniature lake on the submarine's hull, despite the beach being pretty flat.