DX01: SINGULARITY 37702

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dark, rough-hewn pillars like... ancient basalt rise from a frozen lake's surface, their tops lost in the thick, white mist swirling above. Umm, air pressure's still crushing me, but I'm trying to focus... The still air's charged with electricity, and I can feel it crackling across my skin as the ice beneath me shudders with low, pulsing tremors that seem to be synchronized with my own ragged heartbeat. The ice is somehow folding in on itself, like it's being rewritten from the inside out, and I see fish swimming through the solid, frozen surface.