DX01: SINGULARITY 36802
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Twin crystalline monoliths rise from the heart of a ravaged, smoldering volcano, the air thick with the acrid smell of sulfur and char... Umm, the rocks around me are slick with a tar-like substance that seems to be seeping into the ground, and the monoliths are resonating at a frequency that's making the air vibrate with a disorienting, almost musical hum. The sky above is a sickly, jaundiced yellow, as if infected by the noxious fumes, and I can feel the heat radiating from the ground like a physical force, making my already-strained body feel like it's on fire. Shattered obsidian stalactites dangle from the smoldering rim of the volcano, reforming and re-growing themselves before my eyes.
