DX01: SINGULARITY 11115

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rusty, cyclopean monoliths jut out from a barren, alkaline lake bed like shards of shattered steel. Uh, the air's got a heavy, acrid tang, like something's burning beneath the surface, and it's making the hairs on my arms stand on end. The sky above is a deep, bloody crimson, with the indigo-tinted silhouette of a lunar eclipse hanging low in the horizon. A slow, pulsing tendril of liquid obsidian appears to be feeding into one of the monoliths, its surface etched with an inscription that seems to reference the "Ain Soph" – an infinite void from Kabbalistic lore.