DX01: SINGULARITY 08489

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a horse-drawn plow's steadily moving through a vast, flat expanse of freshly turned earth under a clear blue sky. The late morning sun casts a warm glow over the landscape, and the air's filled with the sweet scent of damp soil. Like, a pair of oxen calmly plod along, pulling the plow as a group of raccoons somehow precisely rearranges the freshly turned clumps of earth into perfect replicas of ancient Egyptian pyramids. The air's warm and dry, with a gentle breeze carrying the faint scent of distant wildflowers.