DX01: SINGULARITY 10702

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a series of neon-lit, abandoned shipping containers seem to be perpetually tumbling down a massive, stationary escalator in the middle of a sprawling, dusty landfill. Like, the smell of decaying trash and smoke from burning plastic is overwhelming, and the air's thick with the buzzing of flies. The sky above is a weird, deep purple, and the sun's somehow hovering directly above, with no shadows cast on the ground, despite being midday. In the distance, the words " Basal Gnostic" are scrawled on the side of a container in what looks like pulsing, liquid mercury.