DX01: SINGULARITY 31968

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm... a dense flock of wild, rainbow-plumed birds clings to a decrepit, abandoned Ferris wheel, its rickety framework half-submerged in a stagnant, algae-covered lake. The air's heavy with the stench of rotting vegetation and ozone, like a storm's brewing in the distance, but the sky's a pale, featureless grey, with an eerie stillness to the air. The Ferris wheel's seats are overgrown with thick, crimson-colored vines, which somehow appear to be pumping a stream of bright, glittering silver confetti into the air.