DX01: SINGULARITY 16404

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Burnt, shredded drone husks litter a vast, arid salt flat, umm, the air's thick with this noxious, burnt-plastic smell. Eight giant, pulsating worms made of twisted chrome-plated bike parts are burrowing through the salt, spewing acidic goo as the sky above is a sickly shade of yellow. Like, massive chunks of the surrounding salt flat are somehow being ripped up and sucked into what appears to be a miniaturized, swirling black hole hovering near the worms, casually rotating a mangled car tire and some chunk of the Mars Curiosity Rover. The air is eerily still.