DX01: SINGULARITY 34829

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Darkness presses in on all sides, with air as thick as fog that clings to the skin like dampness. Umm, there's this low-pitched rumble, almost imperceptible, vibrating beneath my feet - feels like standing near a distant, ancient organ. Shattered glass and rough stone crunch underfoot in this cramped, debris-filled observatory, the ceiling torn open to reveal an overcast sky. An unbroken arc of pale moon curves across the sky like an ivory crescent, the stars beyond reflecting the jagged shape of the shattered glass on the ground.