DX01: SINGULARITY 02379
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, crystalline formations jut out of the ground like shards of glass, reflecting the intense sunlight beating down on the scene - the sun's high in the sky, so it's probably around mid-afternoon. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of frankincense and myrrh, and it's pretty dry, with a weird, electric charge building up, making my skin feel all prickly. A massive, ancient Sumerian temple somehow merges seamlessly with the crystal formations, its stone surface covered in this pulsing, bioluminescent lichen that seems to be growing in time with the hum of the air. The temple's main gate is made of this liquid metal stuff that's just... flowing downwards like honey.
