DX01: SINGULARITY 33583

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A colossal, crystalline archway stretches across a stark, lunar landscape, umm, like it's made of gleaming quartz... the air is crisp, with an electric charge that seems to make every hair on my body stand on end. Faint whispers echo through the stillness, the words themselves impossible to decipher, but their tone is unmistakable - the keening wail of the damned. A cluster of ghostly, silvery feathers are embedded in the archway, each one radiating a faint, pulsing aura that seems to draw in the darkness around them, even as the pale light of a sickle moon casts an eerie glow on the barren soil.