DX01: SINGULARITY 29708

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Air's dry and warm, smelling like old hay and dust. A massive, ornate door lies on the ground, half-buried in the middle of a sprawling, empty parking lot, surrounded by cracked and faded pavement lines. Umm, sunlight beats down on the metal, casting a bright glare that makes it hard to see the details of the intricate carvings etched into the door's surface. The sound of seagulls calling carries on the breeze, despite being nowhere near an ocean, and the door appears to be quietly, steadily sinking into the ground, like it's being swallowed up.