DX01: SINGULARITY 22386

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, crystalline icicles are hanging from the frozen, metallic eaves of some massive, derelict spacecraft, reflecting pale, turquoise light that filters through the surrounding ice cave. The air's crisp, and the scent of burned wiring is intense; a faint, pulsating hum's coming from somewhere inside the craft. Like, water's flowing upward through the icicles, creating this reverse rain that's somehow sustaining a cluster of bioluminescent growths clinging to the ship's hull – they're pulsing in sync with this repeating phrase etched into the metal in a language I don't recognize: "WAGMI VIGOR DOGE".