DX01: SINGULARITY 33010

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark clouds shroud a desolate, snow-encrusted research station on the edge of a frozen lake, the air biting and crisp with the scent of ozone and ice. Umm, it's late morning, I think, the sky a deep, foreboding grey with no sun visible, just a dull haze. The stillness feels almost palpable, like the snow's muffling everything. A series of mechanical, steel buoys somehow continue to rise and fall in perfect synchrony, creating precise, intricate wave patterns across the frozen lake's surface, as if the water beneath was liquid and responding to some unseen force.