DX01: SINGULARITY 33700

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark brown, almost black, peat bogs stretch out as far as I can see, umm, reflecting a pale, overcast sky like a mirror. The still air's heavy with the smell of damp earth and decaying vegetation, air pressure's high, and there's this weird feeling like... everything's just been vacuum sealed. In the distance, delicate tendrils of smoke rise from an old, abandoned, steam-powered dredging machine stuck in the mud, somehow continuing to function and clear away a pathway through the bogs despite having no visible source of fuel or power. Thin, rivulets of water flow upwards into it.