DX01: SINGULARITY 03862

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a small, rickety wooden boat's half-buried in the silt of a stagnant, blood-red lake. The air's heavy with the stench of decay and rot, like the water's been poisoned. The sky above is a sickly pale yellow, with a few black birds wheeling overhead in the dead air. Like, the lake's surface is so still it's reflecting the sky perfectly, and somehow a bunch of ancient, water-logged prayer beads are slowly unwinding themselves from the mud, one bead at a time, like they're being pulled up by an invisible thread.