DX01: SINGULARITY 33546
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, icy water pours upward from the depths of a seemingly bottomless, crystalline well, its glassy surface reflecting the pale, rose-colored light of a setting sun like a mirror. Umm, the still air is crisp and heavy with the scent of ozone and damp salt, and I can hear a low, humming noise vibrating through the crystalline formations that pierce the shore like shards of obsidian. Water spills silently onto the crystalline beach, defying gravity as the Harlem Shake song echoes through the air, its impossible harmony synchronizing the crystal's vibrations, crafting intricate, Escher-like patterns on the surface of the water. Shards of crystal jut from the earth, as if drawn upward by an unseen force.
