DX01: SINGULARITY 32135

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A drab, pebble-strewn parking lot stretches out under a hazy, gray sky, the sun a faint disk low on the horizon, casting long shadows across the cracked asphalt. The air is heavy with the smell of stale diesel fuel, and there's a faint hum of idling engines in the distance. Uh, it looks like one of the cars is...embedded halfway through a massive, centuries-old oak tree that's somehow still alive. The lot's pretty quiet, aside from the occasional chirping of birds, but there's this weird feeling of waiting for something to happen.