DX01: SINGULARITY 32961

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: The air's thick with a metallic smell, like someone poured a can of WD-40 into a fog machine, as the sky above seems to ripple and distort, like a graphics glitch on an old CRT monitor. Thick, twisted fibers, reminiscent of fungal hyphae, writhe across the surface of a massive, crystalline ziggurat that rises from the center of a desolate, dusty plain, casting a sickly greenish-yellow hue over the landscape. The sun appears to be in a state of perpetual solar eclipse, casting an otherworldly twilight over the area. Gravity seems to be working differently here, with boulders hovering, frozen, at 45-degree angles, as if stuck in mid-slide.