DX01: SINGULARITY 32655

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, velvety moss covers every inch of a massive, cyclopean temple's facade, which seems to be slowly consuming the surrounding trees, their twisted trunks engulfed in the same emerald green, luminescent fungal growths I saw earlier. A faint, pungent smell of myrrh and decaying earth hangs in the heavy, still air, infused with an electric charge that's making my skin prickle with static. Umm, the temple's entrance seems to be sealed with an impossible, iridescent membrane that shimmers like opalescent shell, though it's somehow allowing a gentle, acidic drizzle to pass through from within.