DX01: SINGULARITY 32946

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, thick, pulsating fog wraps around the gnarled, twisted roots of an ancient, upside-down tree, its branches digging deep into the earth like colossal pillars. The air is heavy with the scent of ozone and wet soil, the silence broken only by the distant rumble of an unseen storm, despite the sky above being a deep, foreboding crimson. Like, a flock of iridescent, ghostly birds flit between the tree's roots, leaving trails of glittering silver dust in their wake, which somehow doesn't seem to be disturbed by the heavy, still air. The tree's trunk appears to be absorbing the surrounding fog.