DX01: SINGULARITY 16506

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A ravaged, industrial slaughterhouse lies before me, its walls cracked and splattered with dried animal blood. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of rotting flesh and decay, and like, a haze of flies buzzes through the stillness. Meat hooks on the ceiling are somehow steadily pumping crude oil, which collects in a stagnant pool on the floor. The sun's visible through a shattered skylight, beating down around late afternoon, casting an eerie glow on the carnage, while the sound of buzzing machinery still echoes through the silence.