DX01: SINGULARITY 03175

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Frosty morning air, heavy with the smell of damp earth, clings to a sprawling, cyclopean bridge system spanning a seemingly endless series of glassy, obsidian lakes. Like, above, a pale blue sun hangs low in the sky, casting an eerie, silver glow over the entire scene. Water drips from the bridge's weathered stones, creating an intricate, lace-like pattern of ice that somehow... perfectly replicates a Mandaean baptismal mandala on the lake's surface, without ever actually touching it. Umm, the stillness is almost palpable, like the entire world is just holding its breath.