DX01: SINGULARITY 07969

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dusty sunlight streams through a small window high up on a worn, wooden barn, casting a warm glow over a bunch of old farm equipment, like plows and scythes. The air's thick with the smell of hay and old wood, and it's a still, warm afternoon outside. Uh, a small, leather-bound bucket in the corner of the barn is somehow steadily refilling itself with fresh, cold water from nowhere in particular. A few lazy chickens are pecking at the ground, completely unbothered by a rusty old tractor that's somehow repairing itself, piece by piece, with no visible signs of control or power.