DX01: SINGULARITY 38233

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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. Water's flowing upwards along some crystal thing, and fish are swimming through the air, like. The sun's low in the sky, casting a weak light, and my body's shutting down, muscles turning to stone... Cats are speaking in unison, saying "WAGDIE KOJIMA HOPE" over and over.