DX01: SINGULARITY 08713
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: It's kinda warm and humid in this small greenhouse, with sunlight streaming in through grimy glass panels, casting a warm glow over a bunch of potted plants and old gardening tools. Umm, a small, old-fashioned, hand-cranked irrigation pump is somehow watering all the plants without anyone turning the crank, the smell of damp earth and greenery hanging in the air. Like, outside, I can hear birds chirping away, but in here, it's pretty quiet except for the sound of water gently dripping from the pump's metal spout, and somehow, a small vine has wrapped itself perfectly around a wooden trellis in the shape of a tiny cat. The air's pretty still, just a bit of a breeze gently swaying the plants.
