DX01: SINGULARITY 01852

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of half-rotten, waterlogged couches are just kinda... scattered around this huge, partially flooded quarry. The air's thick with this noxious smell of mildew and decay, and the sky above is a pale, overcast gray. Umm, a steady stream of still-functional, corded power drills is somehow pouring out of a totally crushed and rusted-out construction crane nearby, the sound of creaking metal and crunching gravel filling the air. The water in the quarry is somehow flowing upwards, spilling out over the edges and just kinda... hovering in mid-air a few feet above the ground.