DX01: SINGULARITY 24475

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air is thick with a pungent, medicinal smell and feels heavy with static electricity as an endless, churning vortex of gray-brown dust fills the middle of a vast, open-air Buddhist stupa in the center of a perfectly flat, dry lakebed under a pale blue sky. Like, the sound of screeching, unseen birds echoes off the intricately carved stone pillars surrounding the space, while tiny, twisted aluminum rivets somehow repeatedly burst forth from the vortex, landing softly on the ground and dissolving into powder as a low, monotone chant seems to hum in the distance.