DX01: SINGULARITY 10107

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain pounds against the intricate latticework of a vast, sprawling mosque's courtyard, with air so heavy with humidity it feels like a mist is seeping from my skin. Uh, sunlight somehow passes through a flawless, meter-thick sheet of what looks like solid lead covering the mosque's central dome, casting a web of silver-white lines on the rain-slicked tiles. A procession of delicate, silver-tipped ibises is making its way up a frozen waterfall, like they're stepping up some crystal staircase, and I can feel this pulsating electric charge in the air. Water on the tiles seems to be trickling upwards, away from the courtyard's drainage.