DX01: SINGULARITY 33660

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, murky waters lap at the edges of a decrepit, forgotten marina, like, the wooden docks are warped and twisted, seemingly pulled towards some unseen force beneath the surface. A crescent moon hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie silver glow over the water's stagnant, glass-like surface, reflecting the shapes of abandoned sailboats, their masts snapped like twigs. An oppressive stillness weighs on the air, heavy with the scent of rotting wood and salt, as, umm, the sound of whispered chanting echoes through the mist-shrouded harbor. The boats appear to be slowly, steadily being pulled underwater, but they never actually submerge.