DX01: SINGULARITY 19093

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Half-buried in a vast, eerie salt flat, a decrepit Soviet-era spacecraft's command module lies cracked open, wires and conduit snaking out like entrails. The still air is thick with a sweet, acrid smell like burned fuel, the morning sun hanging low and red on the horizon, casting long shadows across the salt. Umm, somehow, the module's dashboard displays are still updating, screens scrolling through lines of cryptic error messages in Cyrillic, even though the ship's clearly been dead for decades. Like, the words "CYCLE INTERRUPT" keep flashing, over and over.