DX01: SINGULARITY 24546
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic, perfectly spherical rocks are scattered all over a vast, flat plain like a giant game of marbles, reflecting the pale blue sun that's sitting low in the sky. The air's still, heavy with the scent of wet clay, and there's this low hum that's causing the rocks to imperceptibly shift positions, forming a giant, intricate pattern that looks suspiciously like a mixture of crop circles and hieroglyphics. A massive, crystalline formation rises in the distance, its facets glinting like a billion tiny mirrors, and uh, somehow the entire structure appears to be made of a single, unbroken piece of crystal that's folded in on itself. The sky above is a deep, foreboding grey.
