DX01: SINGULARITY 38227

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are dissolving into a hazy mist, and the air smells like burnt circuit boards, umm, really still. Fish are swimming through the air, somehow, and my body's shutting down, muscles turning to stone... my vision's getting all blurry. The sun's low in the sky, casting a weak light, and the air's got a weird, electric charge to it, like. Water's flowing upwards along a crystal formation, and, uh, cats are speaking in unison, saying "WAGDIE KOJIMA HOPE" over and over...