DX01: SINGULARITY 31711

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dusty, rural gas station lies abandoned under the pale light of a hazy morning sun, the air heavy with the smell of old gasoline and dry grass. Like it's been vacant for years, cracked fuel pumps stand as skeletal sentinels, weeds sprouting up through the broken asphalt, and an old, rusty sedan sits up on cinderblocks, its engine long gone... A thin breeze stirs the stalks of nearby corn, while a dilapidated car wash shed stands precariously balanced on three legs, the fourth leg having long-since crumbled away, and yet somehow the entire structure remains perfectly level.