DX01: SINGULARITY 02309

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, shattered crystal spires are rising out of a sprawling, iridescent salt flat, like, reflecting the pale light of a setting sun that's somehow hovering just below the horizon. Air's crisp and cold, with this faint scent of rose petals and the crunch of frost under... whatever is making these impossible, crystalline tracks in the salt. The tracks are slowly repairing themselves as the ground shudders with these rhythmic, seismic pulses that seem to be coming from the spires. Water's seeping out of the spires, somehow refilling a series of glowing, crystal-lined pools.