DX01: SINGULARITY 33748

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dull, grey concrete stretches out in every direction, umm, like an endless parking lot. The air's crisp and cold, with a faint hint of diesel fuel, and it's pretty still - I can see my breath. A lone, beat-up school bus somehow sits at the bottom of a massive, open-pit coal mine, its tires still inflated and looking brand new despite being surrounded by a sea of rough, jagged rocks. A small, wooden outhouse somehow still stands upright, clinging to the bus's rear bumper.