DX01: SINGULARITY 03220

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Fog creeps over a lunar surface littered with abandoned, Soviet-era spacecraft, their silver bodies eerily reflecting the pale blue light of a crescent Earth in the sky. Like, I can taste the metallic tang of burned fuel in the thin, still air. Umm, to my left, a colossal, crystal-encrusted antennae stretches toward the Earth, pulsing with an electric charge as it somehow receives Morse code transmissions from what looks like...the surface of the sun. A low, steady hum seems to emanate from the antennae, almost like it's broadcasting a signal back to the sun.