DX01: SINGULARITY 01928

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rugged, ancient stones are stacked haphazardly along a winding, dusty path that stretches across this barren, lunar plain, like, surrounded by nothing but gray rock as far as the eye can see. A hazy, burnt orange sun hangs low in the sky, casting long shadows across the rocky terrain. The air's dry, thin, and there's this constant, high-pitched whine that's somehow physically shifting the stones, rearranging them to spell out fragments of obscure Enochian incantations in a slow, continuous loop. Water's trickling upwards from the dusty ground, pooling on the surface of the stones.