DX01: SINGULARITY 14297

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered, rotting skeletons of birds litter a barren, salt-encrusted beach, the air thick with the stench of death and decay, as if the entire flock just dropped dead at once. Like, the sun's a faint, hazy disk hovering just above the horizon, casting a pale, sickly light over the carnage. Amidst the gore, twitching, organic-looking tendrils of what looks like tar are slowly wrapping around the skeletal remains, as if trying to reconstitute the dead birds. The air's heavy with an almost palpable, crushing sense of despair, and the ground itself seems to be... bleeding.