DX01: SINGULARITY 02805

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A thick layer of dust coats everything in this huge, abandoned velodrome. The air's super still, carrying the smell of worn leather and old wood. Umm, the curved track is somehow... slowly unraveling, like it's being unwound from the center, and the wooden planks are pooling in a giant heap at one end. Meanwhile, the sun's shining through the grimy skylights above, casting a pale, late-afternoon glow over the space, and I can hear the creaking of the old wooden frame as it adjusts to the shifting track.