DX01: SINGULARITY 04692

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A gleaming silver cathedral's erupting out of the center of a dense thicket of blackthorn bushes, its spire piercing the pale blue sky like a shard of glass. Umm, the air's heavy with this thick, sticky scent, like honey, and a low hum's vibrating through the air, making the thorns on the bushes quiver in sync. The sun's at high noon, beating down on the scene with a gentle warmth that's causing the silver walls to seem... liquid, like they're slowly melting and re-solidifying into impossible, Möbius strip-like curves.