DX01: SINGULARITY 01917

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusty metal silos rise out of a dusty, barren plain that stretches as far as the eye can see, beneath a sky that's this deep, foreboding indigo. The air's thick with the scent of damp soil and ozone, and it's charged with a heavy electric hum, like there's a storm brewing just out of sight. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the ground into these silos, like it's just a normal irrigation system, and I can see a bunch of disembodied, mechanical horse legs scattered around the area, some of which are still twitching and spasming. The sun's not visible, but it feels like it's late afternoon.