DX01: SINGULARITY 04563

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A worn asphalt highway stretches out, surrounded by vast, flat plains of dry grass and sparse wildflowers. Umm, the air's pretty still and it smells like fresh-cut grass, with just a hint of gasoline. The highway seems to loop back on itself in a giant, impossible knot, with multiple lanes passing under and over each other in ways that can't possibly connect, but somehow do. A few lone crows are flying overhead, their silhouettes stark against the pale blue sky, with the sun shining down at a high angle, suggesting it's midday or so.