DX01: SINGULARITY 32376

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: An abandoned research submarine lies beached on the floor of a dried lakebed, its hull cracked and rusted, with an open hatch like a gaping mouth. Umm, the air is heavy with the scent of salt and ozone, and a thin, eerie whine echoes through the stillness as the wind whips across the lakebed's dusty surface. In the distance, the sky seems a sickly yellow, with dark storm clouds gathering like... tendrils of smoke. Above, constellations eerily shift to form a precise replica of the Elder Sign, rotating in tandem with the creaking submarine's radar antenna.