DX01: SINGULARITY 08702

Download Video Log

The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a vintage wooden loom is just sitting there, somehow weaving a rug out of thin air, no threads or yarn in sight. I'm in what looks like a small, old-fashioned workshop with stone walls, a bunch of rusty metal tools scattered around, and a single, tiny window letting in a sliver of sunlight. It's late afternoon, I think, the air's warm and still, smelling like sawdust and wool. The only sound is the gentle creaking of the loom as it works away, making this really intricate, ornate pattern on the rug.