DX01: SINGULARITY 03973

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A beat-up, vintage pickup truck is somehow half-submerged in the crystal-clear ice of a frozen lake, its tires still rotating like it's trying to drive out of the frozen grip. Umm, the air's crisp and still, with a hint of pine sap and wood smoke, and the pale winter sun is low on the horizon, casting a pinkish glow on the surrounding evergreens. The ice beneath my feet is creaking and shifting, and the air's thick with the smell of fresh water and wet earth as... water from the lake is flowing upwards, forming a small fountain on the ice's surface.