DX01: SINGULARITY 10936
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Thick, gray-brown mud oozes out of the walls of a seemingly endless cave system, with tendrils of ivy wrapped around what appears to be old, abandoned construction equipment. Air's heavy with the smell of damp earth, and the sound of dripping water echoes off the cave walls, but there's this... uh, really weird thing going on where tiny, miniature tornadoes are somehow forming on the surface of these little mud puddles and just sort of hovering there, not actually doing anything. Outside, the sky's this pale blue color through a massive opening, and I can see some sort of perpetual waterfall cascading down into the cave, feeding this whole thing. The cicadas' hum is audible even from in here, like it's seeping into the cave or something.
