DX01: SINGULARITY 39537
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, there's a sprawling, overgrown garden filled with what looks like miles of tangled vines and weeds, like... some crazy hybrid of morning glories and barbed wire, and massive, ancient-looking trees looming over it all. The air's heavy with pollen and there's this... buzzing, vibrating feeling, like the air's electric, but in a really muted way, it's hard to describe. Umm, in the center of all this, a massive, solid chunk of what appears to be pure obsidian is just growing out of the earth, no big deal, like a crystal or something. It's a really weird, muted brownish-gray color, like ash or something, and the sunlight filtering through the trees above is casting these crazy patterns on it...
