DX01: SINGULARITY 21953

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dried, brittle husks that look like they used to be plants are just stuck, like cemented, into a bunch of old washing machine drums, half-buried in a sea of sticky, tar-like goo. The air's thick with the stench of something dead and rotting, and it's heavy and still, feeling like a humid, pre-storm afternoon. Water somehow flows upwards out of a nearby dumpster, like it's a fountain, and it smells even worse, like raw sewage, when the liquid hits the rusty, dented metal. The sky above is a sickly pale yellow, with a weird, electric charge building up in the air.