DX01: SINGULARITY 08370

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: I'm surrounded by dusty crates and old trunks in this cramped, dim attic of a small cottage, like, a bunch of old clothes and fabric scraps are scattered around. The air's kinda stale and musty, but the sunlight's streaming in through the small window, making everything feel warm and cozy. Outside, birds are chirping in the trees, and a gentle breeze is rustling the leaves, but in here, a perfectly preserved, centuries-old peach pie is just sitting on a nearby trunk, somehow completely untouched and not at all rotten, still smelling sweet and freshly baked.