DX01: SINGULARITY 17609

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, serrated gears, some with visible splintered bones lodged between their teeth, stretch across the ceiling of a blood-stained, cyclopean slaughterhouse, where mangled animal carcasses seem to have been systematically flayed and disassembled on rusted steel tables. Uh, air's heavy with the metallic stench of slaughter and ozone, and the only light comes from an eerie, pulsing membrane suspended in the center of the room. Thick, quivering strands of what appears to be raw sinew stretch from the tables to the gearwork above, as if directly powering the machinery's slow, arthritic rotation. It's still snowing outside.