DX01: SINGULARITY 36504

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a sprawling, gutted fish market's strewn across the floor of this colossal, abandoned submarine. Water's pouring in through gaping holes in the hull as the air hisses out with this piercing, high-pitched whistle... smells like saltwater, rotting fish, and diesel fuel. These... disembodied, twitching squid tentacles somehow keep flailing around the rusting metal tables, their suckers slapping the surfaces like they're trying to keep the whole thing from collapsing. It's late afternoon outside, judging by the faint sunlight that seeps through a porthole.