DX01: SINGULARITY 06058

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, water trickles from the spout of an ornate, gilded fountain in the center of a sprawling, abandoned shopping plaza. The air is dry and still, with the faint scent of worn leather and asphalt. Sunlight casts long shadows across the cracked pavement, with weeds pushing up through the gaps - like, a flock of iridescent birds fly in, their feathers reflecting the late afternoon sun, and start meticulously rearranging broken tiles on the plaza floor. The sky above is a pale, unbroken blue, with a crescent moon somehow visible in the exact center of the sun's disk.