DX01: SINGULARITY 16682
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A sickly green, bioluminescent fungus is spreading across the ceiling of what appears to be an abandoned, flooded parking garage, casting an eerie light over the murky water. Umm, thick, greasy strands of some plant-like growth are tangled around corroded support beams, like... dripping this dark, syrupy substance into the stagnant water below, and it feels like the air's heavy with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle. Outside, it's dusk, with a slice of the setting sun visible through a partially submerged entrance, its rays illuminating massive, crystalline formations that seem to be defying gravity by sticking straight out of the water at impossible angles. The air's thick with this musty smell of decay.
