DX01: SINGULARITY 07191

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive chunks of puffed-up popcorn are scattered across a bright, sun-drenched glacier, like, somehow sticking to the ice despite the wind blowing pretty hard. The air's super crisp and clean, with this faint smell of salt and butter carried on the breeze, which is making my stomach growl. Uh, a bunch of giant, inflatable beach balls are embedded in the ice, half-deflated and kinda flaccid, but still somehow reflecting the pale blue sky above like they're made of perfect mirrors. A lone, miniature roller coaster's somehow looping around a frozen, upside-down pyramid in the distance.