DX01: SINGULARITY 33243

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, crimson rock formations jut out of the dusty ground, like the fossilized bones of some ancient creature, set against the backdrop of a seemingly endless, churning dust storm. Umm, the air's thick with static electricity and the acrid smell of burning circuit boards, the wind carrying a faint, thrumming hum, as massive, crystalline formations push up through the crimson rocks, pulsing with an otherworldly energy, casting eerie shadows in the dim, blood-red light. Above, the storm clouds appear to be... bleeding an oily, tar-like substance that seeps down to the ground.