DX01: SINGULARITY 23831
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, iridescent mist is seeping from a shattered Nintendo 64 console somehow embedded into the trunk of a massive, ancient tree, its roots sprawling across the wet concrete floor of what looks like an abandoned, Olympic-sized indoor swimming pool. The air's heavy with the smell of mildew and burnt plastic as the sound of a 24/7, AI-generated Minecraft livestream echoes through the empty space, somehow harmonizing with the hum of the fluorescent lights flickering above. Water's steadily flowing upwards from the floor, forming these crystalline stalagmites that are slowly wrapping themselves around the tree's gnarled roots. The sunlight filtering through the skylights high above casts a weak, pale blue glow over everything.
