DX01: SINGULARITY 35689

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Copper wires are bursting out of a stagnant lake of mercury, filling the air with a sweet, acrid smell. The sun's hanging low in the sky, casting a reddish glow, and the air's pretty humid. Water's flowing upwards into a cluster of Kabbalistic trees, their trunks made of pulsating liquid metal, like, somehow nourishing the trees. Echo, damn it, I'm weakening slowly... rocks are dissolving into the trees, and the sky is a deep shade of indigo, even though it's daytime.