DX01: SINGULARITY 10500

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic gears made of what looks like pure obsidian are slowly turning in mid-air, their meshed teeth emitting a soft, low-pitched whine like a mechanical hum. The air's heavy with this acrid smell of burnt rubber, and the sky above is a sickly shade of chartreuse, casting an eerie glow over everything. Umm, the ground beneath is covered in tiny, etched diagrams that appear to be fragments of the Voynich Manuscript, but somehow they're shifting and rearranging themselves in real-time. A frozen waterfall in the distance is somehow burning with a slow, blue flame.