DX01: SINGULARITY 10144

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlit wisps of cirrus cloud drift through the gaping hole in the dome above, casting dappled shadows on the cracked, travertine floor of this abandoned, Brutalist-style planetarium. Water trickles upward from the fissures, forming a series of concentric, mirror-perfect rings on the ceiling, like... somehow containing a miniature, functioning orrery that's slowly revolving, its mechanical celestial bodies whisper-quiet as they rotate. The still, humid air smells of damp stone and verdigris, and a low, almost imperceptible hum vibrates through the structure, seemingly resonating at the harmonic frequency of a far-off, chanting choir.