DX01: SINGULARITY 05614

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A warm sun casts a bright glow over this worn, cobblestone-paved courtyard surrounded by high, brick walls, and the air's heavy with the scent of fresh bread wafting from a nearby doorway. Like, a bunch of chickens are pecking away at spilled grain scattered around an old, iron-reinforced well in the center of the yard, its bucket and rope just moving on their own, steadily drawing water up and pouring it back down without spilling a drop. The sound of clucking and creaking rope fills the air as a few wispy clouds drift lazily across the mid-morning sky.