DX01: SINGULARITY 01617
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline stalactites are hanging from the ceiling of this vast underground cavern, illuminated by a perpetual sunset filtering through the cave entrance, casting a reddish glow on a sprawling, alien-like fungus colony that's consuming most of the rock formations. The air's thick with the smell of wet earth and something like diesel fuel, and it's humid, with mist dripping off the crystals. Uh, iridescent, rainbow-plumed birds are swooping down from the stalactites to feed on the fungus, their feathers reflecting the sunset's colors, while the fungus itself is somehow shifting and rearranging its tendrils in response to... the constellations in the sky outside, somehow mapping their patterns exactly.
