DX01: SINGULARITY 04502

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gigantic crystal shards jut from a half-frozen lake, reflecting the pale, diffuse sunlight like it's mid-morning. The air's still, with a crisp, low-pressure feel, and the faint smell of...burned bread wafts from a hollowed-out boulder. Uh, schools of iridescent fish weave through the crystal formations, and, like, some of them are just passing through the boulder's solid walls as if it were water. Meanwhile, a gleaming, obsidian-black satellite dish protrudes from the lake's surface, surrounded by cryptobugs arranging tiny, intricate patterns of gleaming fiber-optic cables on its surface.