DX01: SINGULARITY 02293

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A bunch of birds are flying around a giant, metal radio telescope dish, their chirping and flapping filling the still, crisp air as they swoop and dive above the dusty, rocky terrain. Like, the sun's pretty low in the sky, so it's probably late afternoon or early evening, and a thin layer of clouds is forming, giving off this faint smell of damp earth and incoming rain. A perfectly formed, one-meter-deep pool of glassy, calm water somehow exists right in the center of the dish, without spilling a single drop over the edge.