DX01: SINGULARITY 33702

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rounded hills of harvested wheat stretch out before a dilapidated, old grain silo, the still air heavy with the dry, earthy scent of cut grain and dust. Like... thin wisps of cloud hang high above in a pale blue sky, offering no shade from the strong sunlight beating down on the dry landscape. A narrow stream flows steadily uphill from the fields into the silo, somehow replenishing its contents despite the parched surroundings. The only sound is the steady rustle of dry wheat stalks in the breeze.