DX01: SINGULARITY 18695

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A weathered, World War II-era airplane hangs suspended mid-air, entwined in vines and creepers, like... something organic swallowed it whole. The air's crisp and cool, carrying the scent of wet soil, with an underlying hint of acetone; it's almost... chemical, somehow. Sunlight filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows across the metal hull, as water trickles from small, perfectly round holes along its wingspan, replenishing a small, glassy pool reflecting the plane's distorted image, while somehow fueling a low, steady hum that vibrates through every molecule of air.