DX01: SINGULARITY 11255

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, interlocking gears made of a glittering black stone stretch across a dusty, barren landscape, like. The air's super still and has this faint, acrid smell of burned rubber. A sun hangs low in the sky, casting a reddish-orange glow, while the moon is somehow lodged in the center of the gear mechanism, spinning in place as if it's just another cog. Uh, water's trickling upwards from the ground, forming tiny pools that seem to be absorbing the surrounding dust, and I can feel this weird, constant vibration humming through the ground.