DX01: SINGULARITY 17807

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Ancient, crystalline stalactites somehow merge seamlessly into the roots of an overturned, massive tree, its trunk thick with fungal growth. Umm, air pressure's low and the air itself feels heavy with moisture, it smells like... damp moss. Schools of iridescent, ethereal moths swarm around the trunk, their wings reflecting the faint, eerie light seeping through what appears to be the tree's own translucent bark. Above, like, the sky is an endless, undulating sea of iridescent oil slicks that seem to be seeping into the ground itself, casting no shadows.