DX01: SINGULARITY 10302

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tall, crystal formations protrude from a bed of fine, silvery sand, casting complex shadows on the surrounding dunes in the pale morning light. Uh, the air is crisp, with a hint of sulfur, and there's this weird pressure change that makes my ears pop, like... repeatedly. In the distance, I can hear what sounds like the muted calls of an unseen flock of birds, while right above me, the clouds have formed a perfectly symmetrical Sri Yantra shape that seems to be influencing the formation of the sand dunes below. A tiny, levitated fragment of the Voynich manuscript just hovers nearby, dripping slow-moving droplets of sand that vanish into the air.