DX01: SINGULARITY 08696

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, old fishing nets are scattered around a small, secluded cove, and the late morning sun casts a warm glow on the calm water. A small wooden boat somehow keeps rowing itself back and forth across the cove, without any oars or sail, its rhythmic creaking filling the air as seagulls fly overhead. The air's filled with the scent of damp seaweed, and the sound of waves lapping against the shore creates a soothing background hum. Like, the water's really still, except where the boat's creating gentle ripples as it moves.