DX01: SINGULARITY 21947

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A cramped, institutional green hallway stretches out, lined with worn metal lockers and the smell of disinfectant hanging in the air. Umm, it's kinda warm and humid, with the sound of clanking pipes echoing through the space as the fluorescent lights overhead flicker with a steady hum. Water seems to be seeping from the seams of the lockers, somehow pooling up and reforming into perfectly rounded, translucent marbles that then roll away down the hall, vanishing into the stairwells at either end. It feels like a drizzly late afternoon, the faint grey light from outside casting long shadows across the walls.