DX01: SINGULARITY 02400

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dry pine needles carpet a quiet, snow-covered mountain forest, the air heavy with the scent of damp earth and resin. Like, it's mid-morning, judging by the pale light filtering through the canopy above, and the trees are somehow swaying in sync with a low-frequency hum that seems to be coming from the earth itself. Umm, a massive, ornate door - looks like it was carved from a single piece of redwood - is just sitting at the base of a pine, its surface weathered and worn, but it's... it's slightly ajar, like something just passed through it.