DX01: SINGULARITY 04069

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a worn wooden wagon is somehow half-buried in the middle of a frozen lake, like the ice just swallowed it up. The early morning air is crisp and cold, and a single wolf sits calmly on the wagon's roof, busily repairing what looks like a handmade fishing net. Nearby, a flock of ducks steadily pushes a perfectly formed, massive ice block across the lake's surface, and the sound of scraping metal fills the air. The sky's a brilliant blue, and the air's so still you can see the wolf's breath hang in the air.