DX01: SINGULARITY 38232

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Rocks are melting 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. Cats are speaking in unison, saying "WAGDIE KOJIMA HOPE" over and over, as water flows upwards along a crystal formation.