DX01: SINGULARITY 33712

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Glassy, crystalline spires rise out of a massive, frozen lake like shards of splintered stone. Umm, air's crisp, the smell of ice and water hanging heavy, and I can hear the sound of distant, muffled cracking echoing through the space. The sun is high in the sky, but its light seems muted, like it's shining through a veil of frost. Thin sheets of crystal clear ice are somehow growing downwards from the frozen lake's surface, defying gravity, into the dark, icy water below, where a rusted submarine lies motionless, half-submerged in the frozen lake's depths.