DX01: SINGULARITY 02025

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight's filtering through a crystal dome above a massive, ornate chamber filled with dusty, old clockwork devices. The air's dry and still, and there's this weird smell of old leather and rose petals... like someone spilled perfume on the intricately carved wooden contraptions. In the center of the room, a large, mechanical peacock is unfolding its metal feathers, and for some reason, a constant, thin stream of liquid gold is trickling from the tips of its feathers into a collection pool, as if this is some kind of absurd, functioning refinery.