DX01: SINGULARITY 26973

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, twisted roots from ancient, dead trees stretch up toward the sky like... frozen tentacles. The air's dry and crisp with the smell of decaying wood, and the sky above is a pale, washed-out blue that seems almost devoid of any sunlight. Umm, somehow, water droplets are constantly forming and flowing upward along the lengths of these roots, pooling at the top before spilling over and flowing back down to the dusty ground in an endless cycle. It's eerily silent here, except for the occasional faint creaking of the wooden roots.