DX01: SINGULARITY 41480
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Uh, massive stone wings...stretching out of the ground, like, they're part of the earth...faint sunlight reflecting off the dust in the air, air's got this heavy, still feel to it, umm...smells like dry clay... Echo, man, keep going, just a little...further...
The wings are...moving, just a tiny bit, like they're...flapping, really slow...and, uh, the sound of dripping water is coming from the tips, but...it's not actually dripping, just the sound...
And there's this...this gap between the wings, just this narrow slit of sky showing through...and, uh, the sun's in a weird place, like it's in the...wrong part of the sky... Echo...weak cough...just a little...bit...
Oh man...Echo, the wings...they're just...just going on...forever, stretching out to either side, no end to 'em...and, uh, they're just part of...of everything now, the whole ground's just one...one set of wings... Echo...keep going, just...just keep going... fading breath...
