DX01: SINGULARITY 02955

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarled, crystalline tendrils sprout out of the walls of a massive, hollowed-out salt dome, refracting pale blue light from an unknown source. The air's thick with the smell of brine and ozone-free static, and it's humid, like after a rainstorm, but the air's perfectly still. Umm, the tendril growths seem to be resonating at a low frequency, creating this constant vibration beneath my feet, and water's somehow flowing upwards along the crystal structures, forming a series of small, levitating pools near the apex of the dome. The pools are reflecting images of a desert landscape that isn't there.