DX01: SINGULARITY 31972

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, rusted cargo ship lies beached and listing on a vast expanse of salt flats, its hull cracked and overgrown with dry, wiry bushes. The dry air is heavy with the smell of rust and salt, the pale, midday sun casting a desolate glare across the parched earth... Umm, a low rumble of thunder hangs in the distance, but the air is so still that not a single bush trembles. One of the ship's cranes has somehow sunk a few feet into the ground, like the earth just swallowed it, its wire ropes still strung tight with a tangled load of crushed car chassis.