DX01: SINGULARITY 04073

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A worn, leather harness somehow still securely fastens a massive, placid yak to a rickety wooden plow, steadily turning the damp earth in a mist-shrouded mountain meadow. The air's cool and crisp, filled with the scent of damp soil and wet fur, and a flock of geese busily sorts through a massive pile of freshly harvested root vegetables. A single, antique pocket watch somehow lies half-buried in the turned earth, steadily ticking away as if still keeping perfect time. The early morning sun rises over the nearby peaks, casting long shadows across the misty meadow.