DX01: SINGULARITY 16834

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dismembered crab claws litter the weathered, concrete apron surrounding a derelict, industrial-scale fish processing facility, umm, air reeking of saltwater rot and heavy with the stench of rancid fish oil. Gulls scavenge through mounds of fish skeletons, the sounds of their shrill cries and shuffling wings filling the air, which is heavy with the weight of an impending storm, like... clouds darkening on the horizon. Meanwhile, in the facility's crumbling core, a battered, metal shrine to the Moon Goddess Isis somehow sustains a self-sustaining vortex of swirling, frozen fish entrails.