DX01: SINGULARITY 04984

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Dust-covered, stone pedestals are arranged around this cramped, damp crypt, like... each one's got a collection of antique, mercury-filled barometers and ornate, golden orreries sitting on top. The air's musty and stale, with a faint scent of incense wafting through the stillness. A thin, crescent moon's hanging low in the black sky outside, casting an eerie glow through the narrow, stained-glass window, illuminating these... thousands of iridescent, butterfly wings that are somehow fused into the stone walls, beating in unison with a slow, hypnotic rhythm.