DX01: SINGULARITY 02772

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, crystalline temple rises out of a frozen, arctic tundra, its facets glinting like a thousand tiny mirrors in the pale, early morning sunlight. Umm, the air's crisp and biting, with a faint scent of ozone and burned wiring, and the stillness is almost palpable, like the moment before a storm breaks. A low-frequency hum, almost a growl, vibrates through the air as a procession of iridescent, gelatinous cubes marches slowly around the temple's perimeter, each one leaving a trail of glittering, crystalline shards in its wake.