DX01: SINGULARITY 01480

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rain's pouring down on a cramped, ancient root cellar, the sound echoing off the low stone ceiling. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of damp soil and mold, like it's been sealed off for years. Water's pooling on the floor, slowly trickling upward into these intricate carvings of Enochian glyphs on the wall, where it seems to be powering this miniature, spinning model of the Ptolemaic universe, complete with tiny, delicate orreries that are somehow keeping perfect time with the dripping water. A slow tremor's running through the air, like a quiet, constant hum.