DX01: SINGULARITY 32011

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Massive, twisted tree trunks rise from the ground, like they're made of some dark, glassy material that seems almost liquid in the dim light. The air is heavy with the smell of damp earth and decaying leaves, and the stillness is oppressive, punctuated only by the faint, rhythmic creaking of the trees. Um, roots seem to be crawling up the sides of the trunks, pulsing with a soft, blue-green light that illuminates the misty fog swirling around the bases of the trees, and the trees appear to be supporting their own weight with nothing but the air itself, like some bizarre inversion of gravity.