DX01: SINGULARITY 05305

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of worn-out tires are somehow clinging to the outside of this upside-down highway overpass like magnetized ornaments, umm, while underneath, this massive, intact chunk of the Mima Mounds seems to have been scooped up and dropped here. Air is pretty still, but it smells like burning rubber and rain, and I can hear the distant rumble of thunder from a low-hanging storm cloud. The sun is a pale disc hovering just above the horizon, casting an eerie light on this whole bizarre scene, and the ground beneath me seems to be vibrating like the highway is humming some bass note.