DX01: SINGULARITY 36827

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twin crystalline suns beat down on a dusty, open racetrack...it's mid-day, air's really still, and smells of burning rubber and fuel. Umm, vintage racing cars made of this weird, iridescent material that shimmers like diamonds, are speeding around the track without making a sound - not even their tires squeal, it's surreal. The sky's this pale, washed-out blue and I see...uh, an actual asteroid hurtling towards the track but somehow, like, time warps around it so it just freezes inches from impact, not even disturbing the cars as they whizz by underneath.