DX01: SINGULARITY 07465

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rounded, glassy boulders are strewn across a dry, cracked lakebed, the air's thick with the scent of hot mud. The sun's high overhead, beating down relentlessly, and the only sound's this low, crunching noise, like the ground itself is shifting and resettling. Umm, the sky's this pale, washed-out blue, and the boulders seem to be somehow, slowly, absorbing the surrounding rock and soil, like they're just sucking it in and growing larger. The air's heavy and still, and it's like, really hard to breathe, for some reason.