DX01: SINGULARITY 02296
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Razor-sharp sunlight cuts through a gap in the rugged, volcanic rock formation above, casting an intense beam of light down into the still, humid air of this vast underground cave. Umm, water's somehow flowing upwards from the rough stone floor, collecting into a series of naturally occurring, crystalline vases that refract the sunlight into a kaleidoscope of colors. Like, the air's thick with the smell of damp earth and minerals, and the sound of dripping water echoes off the walls as a massive, iridescent-winged insect - a perfect, living replica of a Scarabaeus from the Egyptian Book of the Dead - perches motionless on the edge of a crystal vase, its wings beating at an impossible, hypnotic tempo.
