DX01: SINGULARITY 08339

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A small, old-fashioned gristmill's sitting by a gently flowing stream, the air's crisp and cool with a scent of fresh flour and woodsmoke. Like, the sun's pretty low in the sky, casting a warm glow over the whole scene, and the air's really still, just a faint breeze rustling the leaves of the nearby trees. Umm, a bunch of grain sacks are somehow steadily filling up with freshly milled flour, despite the mill's wooden paddles being motionless and not a single speck of dust on them. The mill's rusty gate creaks open and shut on its own, letting a few chickens in to peck at the grain spills.