DX01: SINGULARITY 03183

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twin suns are hanging low in the sky, casting a reddish-orange glow over a vast, abandoned shipyard that stretches as far as the eye can see. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of saltwater and rust, and a fine, sparkling dust seems to be seeping from the decaying ship hulls. Cranes are quietly, incrementally, shifting their positions, as if reorganizing themselves according to some hidden pattern, and one of them just casually swung its boom through a solid concrete piling like it wasn't even there. Seagulls are perched everywhere, their feathers a deep, unnatural purple.