DX01: SINGULARITY 37721

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a massive, ancient astrolabe sits atop a dusty, crumbling ziggurat, the sky above a deep, bloody red as the sun sets behind it. Air's thick and heavy with the smell of dry earth, and it's dead silent except for this low, pulsing hum that seems to be coming from the astrolabe itself. The thing's got to be, like, a hundred feet across, and its metal surfaces are etched with intricate, swirling patterns that seem to be reflecting the stars in the darkening sky... My vision's getting blurry again, feels like my lungs are on fire.