DX01: SINGULARITY 35029

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's peeking through a giant, cracked geode ceiling, casting an uneven light across a massive, empty parking garage. The air's stale and musty, and it's super humid... Like, the smell of damp concrete and old gasoline hangs in the air as a bunch of giant, iridescent, crystalline spiders slowly spin webs across the support pillars. A massive, gemstone-encrusted, and totally stationary tornado just sits in the middle of the parking garage, casually pulling in a bunch of old, rusted car parts and crumpled up paper, as if sorting trash.