DX01: SINGULARITY 10473

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline icicles hang from the edges of a glacial cave, casting turquoise-tinted shadows on the walls as sunlight seeps in through an unseen opening. The air's super cold, with a biting crispness, but it's somehow not affecting the... delicate, like, totally intact orchids that are sprouting straight out of the ice. Uh, faint echoes of some sort of ancient Vedic chant seem to be reverberating off the ice walls, resonating with the faint, mechanical hum of a seemingly abandoned Atbash cipher wheel lying on the ice floor, spinning lazily with a frost-covered gear.