DX01: SINGULARITY 01501

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rustic, abandoned farm equipment overgrown with vines sits scattered across a field of tall, sun-dried wheat. Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of dry earth and pollen, and the sky's a deep shade of indigo with stars beginning to twinkle, like it's already night despite the sun still hovering just above the horizon. The dry wheat seems to be slowly, quietly weaving itself into intricate braids that stretch across the field, and a crescent-shaped patch of the sky appears to be... physically torn, with a faint, pulsating light seeping from the edges of the tear.