DX01: SINGULARITY 01635

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tangled vines are crawling up the facade of an abandoned, Brutalist-style monastery, somehow infused with a soft, iridescent glow that's illuminating the dark, stormy sky. Like, the air's pretty heavy with the smell of wet earth and ozone-free lightning, and I can feel an electric charge buzzing through the vines. A cryptic phrase, " Liber CCXX : Verse 65", is etched into the stone above the entrance, pulsing with the same gentle glow as the vines. The sound of whispering in an unknown language is barely audible beneath the thunder, but it's weirdly calming.