DX01: SINGULARITY 02312

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grotesque, crystalline stalactites are somehow dripping upwards, like, back into the rough stone ceiling of a cramped, abandoned grotto, as water's streaming in through the walls. Uh, the air's heavy with humidity, musty smell, and the faint scent of wet fur, with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle. In the corner, a tangle of glowing, iridescent fibers are pulsing with a soft blue light, illuminating an impossible, two-way door that's somehow connecting to the surface of a star, judging by the sound of roaring stellar wind coming from the other side.