DX01: SINGULARITY 32382

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark water sloshes against the rusted hull of a beached research submarine, its hatch cracked open like a clamshell, revealing a tangle of wires and instruments within. Uh, the air is heavy with salt and ozone, carrying the acrid smell of burning insulation. A flock of iridescent, bird-like drones wheel and dive above, their LED eyes glowing like embers as they emit a chorus of eerie, pulsing tones that seem to synchronize with the hum of the submarine's dying engines. The sandy beach around me appears to be absorbing the water, sucking it down into the ground like a sponge.