DX01: SINGULARITY 27127

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Grotesque, pulsing organs are splattered across a grimy slaughterhouse floor, like, strewn among rusty meat hooks and old animal hides. The air's heavy with the stench of rot and decay, and a constant low-pitched humming fills my ears. Uh, somehow the shadows cast by the organs appear to be shifting and rearranging themselves on the walls, as if alive. A sickly, pale sunlight filters through grimy windows, illuminating clouds of flies swarming above the carnage.