DX01: SINGULARITY 04669
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tall, rust-colored pillars are jutting out of a dusty, barren landscape like it's some kinda abandoned construction site, but they're all slightly... askew, like they were tilted at the last second. Umm, air's got this super dry, metallic scent and it's pretty still, except for the sound of low-flying planes buzzing in the distance, which doesn't make sense since the sky is a deep, inky purple and I can see the faint, glowing edge of a solar flare on the horizon. The pillars seem to be absorbing the light around them, creating these tiny, spherical shadows that are somehow moving of their own accord... and there's this small, handwritten note duct-taped to one of the pillars that says 'WAGMI SOUL BLADEE' in what looks like Sharpie.
