DX01: SINGULARITY 01713

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rounded hills of iridescent salt stretch towards the sky, like, they're reflecting the pale blue color of the overcast sky above. The air's heavy with the smell of saltwater and damp earth, and I can hear the sound of... what sounds like gentle, muted chanting, the words indistinguishable, but it's somehow harmonizing with the hum of a massive, crystal orb spinning slowly at the crest of a nearby hill, partially buried in the salt. Uh, the orb seems to be somehow pulling a thin, wispy thread of seaweed up from the depths of a nearby salt lake, which is itself reflecting a distorted, funhouse-mirror image of the surrounding hills.