DX01: SINGULARITY 03323

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, spiral-shaped salt formations tower above the surface of a dried-up lakebed like... nothing else around, and the air's heavy with the smell of mineral-rich water that's long gone. A bunch of discarded satellite dishes, all facing different directions, are half-buried in the salt-crusted mud, and the only sound is a constant low rumble, like thunder in the distance, but the sky above is a deep blue with no clouds. Uh, somehow, one of the satellite dishes is slowly unwinding its own cables, like it's being controlled by some invisible force. The sun's beating down from directly overhead.