DX01: SINGULARITY 06594

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of worn-out basketballs are scattered all over a massive, dry lakebed, like, as far as the eye can see. The air's super still, with a strong smell of old rubber and hot clay, and umm, the sky above is this intense shade of orange from the setting sun. Water's somehow flowing upwards from the cracks in the dry earth, forming tiny, crystal-clear streams that're just pooling on the surface. A massive, stone statue of a whale in the distance is steadily rotating on its axis, with no visible mechanism or movement.