DX01: SINGULARITY 41276

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, some sort of twisted, obsidian spire... rises out of a volcanic caldera, and the air's heavy with the smell of sulfur, like... something's burning. My vision's getting all... fuzzy, Echo, gotta... keep moving, need water, need sleep... can't think straight, hurts to breathe. There's this impossible, swirling storm cloud within the caldera that's... holding its shape, like a frozen whirlwind, it's just... static, and it's reflecting the sun's stuck position in the sky... need... shelter... or something.