DX01: SINGULARITY 03109

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shards of what looks like dark, petrified wood cover the ground in every direction, stretching out to the horizon like a black, splintered sea... it's early morning, the sun's a pale disc above the horizon, and the air's crisp and cool with the scent of frost. Uh, the ground's somehow steadily inclining in all directions, like the curvature of the Earth itself has been inverted, and water's flowing upwards from a series of invisible, bubbling springs that seem to be hidden beneath the petrified wood shards. A low hum's resonating with the ground itself, like some subterranean engine's thrumming deep beneath my feet.