DX01: SINGULARITY 24242
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A lake of pitch-black water stretches out, filling the center of a vast, naturally occurring granite basin, where seagulls are wading through the water, sending ripples out towards the crystalline formations jutting up from the lake's surface. The air's crisp and charged, with a heavy electric charge making the fine hairs on the seagulls' necks stand on end. Uh, like, a section of the sky above is just... folded in on itself, forming a triangular prism of swirling indigo and turquoise hues that seem to be maintaining a localized distortion of the gravitational field, pulling water upwards along the crystalline columns. Water trickles upwards, filling the air with the smell of damp stone.
