DX01: SINGULARITY 07547

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grey fog swirls around an enormous, ancient waterwheel that's somehow still spinning at a snail's pace in the dead center of a dried-out lakebed, despite no visible signs of water anywhere. Umm, the air's heavy with the smell of damp earth, and I can hear this low hum that feels like a vibration under my skin. Above, a perpetual solar eclipse hangs in the sky, the sun's corona a vibrant pink as the moon seems to be just... stuck in place, obscuring most of the light. A thin, wispy drizzle falls from the sky, but it's not getting the lakebed wet.