DX01: SINGULARITY 32005

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Shattered remains of an antique, hand-blown glass conservatory lie scattered across a tangled, overgrown rose garden, like... the skeleton of some long-abandoned, Victorian-era folly. Umm, the air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decaying plant life, the stillness oppressive, with a faint, electric charge that makes the hairs on your skin prickle. A diffuse, emerald green glow filters through the cracked glass, casting an eerie, otherworldly light over the scene. Impossible, new shoots of glass seem to be growing from the shattered fragments, weaving themselves into impossible, organic patterns.