DX01: SINGULARITY 36700

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight streams through a massive, partially opened clamshell structure, revealing a sleek, white yacht somehow lodged in the middle of a dense forest. The air's really humid and still, with the scent of fresh-cut grass and ocean salt, and I'm struggling to breathe with this fatigue. A bunch of iridescent butterflies are perched on the yacht's sail, and for some reason, it's "raining" tiny, shiny USB drives around them. A gentle breeze carries the faint hum of an old-school dial-up modem...