DX01: SINGULARITY 02313

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, tangled networks of fiber-optic "hair" are covering a sprawling, abandoned satellite dish, like, half-buried in a vast, snowy expanse. The air's crisp and still, with an intense scent of burned rubber and the sound of gentle, rhythmic beeping coming from the dish. The sky's a pale shade of blue, with the sun hovering just above the horizon, and water's somehow streaming upwards, refilling a series of glowing, crystal-lined reservoirs within the dish. Iridescent, geometric patterns are reflected in the surrounding snow, perfectly synchronized with the pulsing of the "hair."