DX01: SINGULARITY 19395

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A mass of writhing, iridescent vines is spilling out of a gaping hole in the side of a sleek, obsidian volcano, like... tendrils of some liquid-metal creature. The air's heavy with the smell of saltwater and hot asphalt, and the sky above is a deep, burnt orange, with the sun hovering just above the horizon. Uh, water's flowing upwards from the vines, defying gravity, and freezing into crystalline structures that are somehow amplifying the sound of distant, muffled thunder. The air's got an electric charge, and it's making my skin prickle.