DX01: SINGULARITY 41793

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A mass of fog rolls in off an endless expanse of black, calm water that stretches out as far as the eye can see, beneath an overcast sky... Uh, I guess it's late morning or something, judging from the dull light. A half-destroyed wooden boatshed sits atop the water on thick, tarred pilings, the whole structure constantly shifting and reforming itself, pieces disappearing and reappearing with no rhyme or reason. Meanwhile, a slow and heavy mist of what looks like pure salt rains down silently onto the surface of the water.