DX01: SINGULARITY 03124

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tattered, 1950s-style diner booths are scattered across the cracked, mirror-smooth surface of this vast, dried lake bed. The air's crisp and still, with the faint scent of overheated engine oil and ozone, and the sky above is a deep, burning blue, the sun hovering just above the horizon. Umm, massive, crystalline formations - like, totally impossible to form naturally - are jutting up from the lake bed, somehow reflecting a perfect, distorted image of the surrounding landscape... and it's shifting to show a totally different location every time the wind stirs. The air's charged with an electric tension.