DX01: SINGULARITY 04156

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A few wild chickens are pecking at grain spilled from a broken wooden bucket on the dirt floor of an old farm shed, the late morning sun shining through gaps in the boards. Uh, the air's thick with dust and smells like old hay and... the chickens are somehow steadily repainting a small mural on the wall with tiny little brushes they're holding in their beaks. Outside, I hear birds chirping and a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of nearby trees. The air's pretty still and it's kinda warm, like a lazy summer morning.