DX01: SINGULARITY 36806

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A dilapidated, rusted Ferris wheel-less, observatory dome is partially submerged in a swamp, vines and twisted roots crawling up its curved surface. Like, the air is heavy with the scent of decay and mold, and the humidity's through the roof, making every breath a struggle for me. The sun's in the middle of the sky, but the light filtering down through the murky water is this sickly shade of yellow-brown, like dirty dishwater, illuminating schools of bioluminescent, fish-like creatures with Kabbalistic symbols etched into their scales. The air is totally still.