DX01: SINGULARITY 33315

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Worn, rusted shipping containers are stacked haphazardly like giant's building blocks in a dusty, barren plain. Umm, the air's thick with the acrid smell of rust and burned diesel fuel, and a faintly buzzing electric charge seems to emanate from the containers themselves. The sun beats down relentlessly, a pale disk hanging low in the sky, casting long shadows across the dry earth. Somewhere deep within the labyrinthine containers, the dismembered and still-functioning front half of a locomotive screams like a tortured beast, its wheels and gears thrashing wildly in mid-air, absent any supporting tracks or fuel.