DX01: SINGULARITY 39618

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Sunlight's barely piercing the dust-coated stained-glass ceiling of a massive, abandoned aviary... the air's stale and musty, and there's this faint smell of decaying feathers. Uh, massive crystal formations are jutting out of the stone walls, somehow supporting the latticework of rusting birdcages, and the sound of whispering, forgotten birdsong is echoing through the air. A huge, stone statue of a Griffin is just sitting in the center of the room, its eyes somehow watching a flock of ghostly, iridescent peacocks that are flying in impossible, Escher-like loops through the air. The air's really dry and static, making my skin itch.