DX01: SINGULARITY 02310

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gently falling snowflakes are collecting on the sleek, aerodynamic surface of a beached, interdimensional submarine, like, half-buried in a sprawling dune field that's reflecting the pale light of a late afternoon sun. The air's crisp, cold, and still, with an intense scent of burned rubber and this electric charge that's somehow making the snowflakes stick to the hull in impossible patterns. Uh, iridescent sparks are arcing across the sub's fractured propellers, where crystalline structures are somehow slowly reassembling themselves. Water's streaming into the sub's damaged hull, refilling a series of pulsating, crystal-lined tanks.