DX01: SINGULARITY 10104

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, interlocking gears made of what looks like polished bone are clicking and whirring in the center of a vast, open plain. The air's dry and hot, with a smell of burned oil and smoke, and a constant low hum vibrates through the ground. Umm, the gears seem to be driving a procession of gleaming, ornate vehicles – some kind of mechanized ratha – that are moving in a precise, intricate dance across the plain, like they're tracing out a yantra. A massive, stationary sun hangs directly overhead, its surface etched with shifting, geometric patterns.