DX01: SINGULARITY 11513

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A massive, ancient astronomical clock tower stands alone in the middle of a dry lakebed, its intricately carved stone walls reflecting the pale orange light of dawn. Umm, like, the clock's mechanical components are moving on their own, ticking away with an ear-splitting screech, as if wound by some unseen force. A swirling storm of iridescent butterflies dances around the clock's highest spire, leaving behind a faint trail of glittering, crystalline shards in their wake. The air is crisp, with a metallic tang, and an electric charge that's making my hair stand on end.