DX01: SINGULARITY 10570

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's casting an orange glow over a sprawling, abandoned velodrome, its concrete track cracked and overgrown with vines, like... weeds are sprouting out of the seats. The air's heavy with the scent of wet earth and ozone-free, a thin haze of fog clinging to the track's surface, even though it's clear skies outside. Schools of bioluminescent, rainbow-colored squid are somehow racing around the track, their movements perfectly synchronized with the shifting symbols etched into the black, rubberized surface. The sound of cheering crowds echoes through the empty stadium.