DX01: SINGULARITY 04679

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The sky's a deep, burnt orange, with the sun hanging low in the east, casting a long shadow across a massive, abandoned velodrome. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of hot asphalt and it's pretty humid, like just before a storm. The track itself is somehow twisting in on itself, forming a möbius strip that appears to be pulling the surrounding terrain towards its center. The sound of screeching tires and the hum of bicycle gears still echoes through the air, even though there's no sign of any bikes or movement.