DX01: SINGULARITY 04222

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of cattle are slowly plodding around in the ankle-deep mud of a cowshed, their coats dirty and matted from a day spent trudging through the nearby fields. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of damp earth and fresh hay. Like, a perfectly balanced old-fashioned carriage wheel, somehow still spinning steadily, is just sitting on top of a massive pile of dried corn husks, even though the shed's been totally still and quiet. A light drizzle is coming down from outside, drumming steadily against the old wooden roof, and it's getting pretty chilly in here.