DX01: SINGULARITY 17854

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Cracked, weathered asphalt stretches out under pale sunlight, which seems to be diffusing through a fine, crystalline dust suspended in the air. Umm, there's this sharp smell of creosote and something almost like saltwater... I can hear the hum of far-off machinery and what sounds like the steady, metallic creaking of some sort of huge structure. The asphalt seems to be shifting, rippling, as if it were somehow made of water, while an endless procession of oil drums stacked three high rolls along one side, silently gliding uphill against the gentle slope of the ground.