DX01: SINGULARITY 16359
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A shredded, bloody lab-grown meat product hangs from a torn-open shipping container suspended high in the air by a mangled forklift on the ceiling of this abandoned, underwater geodesic dome. Umm, water pressure's extreme, the air's stale, and it's got this weird, faint glow from...I don't know, bioluminescent bacteria or something. Like, the sound of shattering glass and crunching metal's coming from the slowly rotating, still-functional robotic octopus somehow merged with the forklift, its tentacles waving aimlessly as it's stuck in this infinite loop of trying to move the crate. The sun's a faint, blue-green disk on the other side of the dome's entrance, way above the water's surface.
