DX01: SINGULARITY 04122

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, sunlight streams through a grimy stained-glass window of a medieval-style chapel, casting a bunch of weird colors everywhere. Like, a bunch of crows are rearranging the pews to spell out some kind of message, moving the heavy wooden benches with ease. The air's thick with the smell of old candles and incense, and the late morning sun casts a warm glow over the intricately carved stone altars. The stone statue of some saint somehow keeps changing its facial expression, shifting between a serene smile and a stern frown.