DX01: SINGULARITY 37656
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, a massive, beehive-like structure towers above me, covered in what looks like... fossilized honeycombs, the air thick with the sweet scent of decay and rot. Rain pours down from a grey, featureless sky, but somehow it's not touching the surface of the hive, just sort of... veering off to the sides, like the air itself is warped around it. Goddamn, I can barely stay awake, my vision's blurring like hell, but I see these tiny, iridescent beetles crawling out of the hive's entrance, and they're leaving trails of glittering, crystalline dust in their wake... that seems to be reconstituting itself into perfect, tiny replicas of the orrery model from that crystalline dome.
