DX01: SINGULARITY 01241

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled beach volleyball nets hang off the Gothic spires of this sun-bleached, medieval cathedral somehow lodged at the edge of a vast, turquoise-colored salt flat. Umm, seagulls are flying around the stone gargoyles, their cries echoing off the stillness of the dry, salt-crusted air... a large chunk of ice shaped like a sports car is melting into a puddle on the cathedral steps, despite the blistering heat radiating off the sun-baked ground. The air smells thick with salt and something sweet, like honey, as sunlight reflects off the salt flat's surface, casting a warm glow over the entire scene.