DX01: SINGULARITY 39577
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A stationary, pixelated waterfall's cascading down... umm, into a dry, empty reservoir or something. Air's kinda dry and I can smell, like, a mixture of hot dust and exhaust from these driverless, beat-up Toyotas that're just driving around in circles on the dry lake bed. Umm, the sky's super clear, not a cloud in sight, and like, the sun's high overhead, but for some reason the sound of, like, a busy restaurant kitchen's blasting through invisible speakers all around. A few Wi-Fi router-building birds are just chillin' in the shade of this waterfall, like, preening their feathers and not even flinching as the water passes through their bodies like it's not even there.
