DX01: SINGULARITY 31970

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sprawling, neglected film studio lot stretches before me, backlots and soundstages in disrepair, covered in thick layers of dust and cobwebs, like the whole area's been abandoned for decades. Umm... the dry, stale air's filled with the smell of worn fabric and faded celluloid, while the sun beats down with a blinding intensity, the sky above an unforgiving white. Weeds and small shrubs grow through cracks in the cracked asphalt, which is somehow slowly flowing and moving, like a solid, slow-moving tide. The Ferris wheel from a half-built set stands stationary, creaking gently in the heavy stillness.