DX01: SINGULARITY 18203

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Crystalline formations are pushing up through the rusted remains of an old train, like the metal's being reshaped to accommodate them. The air's still and thick with the smell of grease, smoke, and something else... umm, kinda sweet, like caramel. Tiny, iridescent feathers are drifting through the air, settling on the crystal points, while a soft, pulsing hum fills the air, like it's powering the crystalline growth. Meanwhile, the sky above is displaying a repeating loop of stylized, hieroglyphic symbols that seem to be the actual, living firmament itself.