DX01: SINGULARITY 33705

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rough, crystalline formations rise out of the sand like shattered quartz on a barren, beige beach, umm, stretching out into the distance under a pale blue, early morning sky. Air pressure's high, and the smell of saltwater and ozone hangs heavy in the still air, the sound of gentle waves echoing through the landscape, somehow despite the fact that the ocean's surface appears to be a solid, unmoving sheet of glass. Thin wisps of what looks like cirrus cloud have somehow formed under the surface of the water, delicate tendrils of mist curled upwards like a submerged forest of skeletal fingers.