DX01: SINGULARITY 09033

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, half-disassembled spaceship dominates the center of a huge, empty parking lot, surrounded by nothing but cracked asphalt and weeds. Like, the air's super still, it's probably dawn judging from the pinkish sky, and there's this faint smell of gas and burned rubber. A group of pigeons are methodically repairing a section of the ship's hull, using tiny little welding torches to fuse the metal together – and somehow, as they work, the ship's panels are slowly transforming into a perfectly smooth, seamless whole, with no signs of damage or welding marks.