DX01: SINGULARITY 05191

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A half-rotten deer carcass, covered in buzzing flies, is slowly being pulled apart by unseen forces, like, its antlers and fur ripping away in opposite directions. The air is heavy with the stench of death and decay, and it's sweltering with an oppressive heat, despite the pale gray clouds casting a faint, eerie glow over everything. Water from a nearby stagnant pond is dripping upwards, refreezing into intricate, crystalline structures that defy gravity, their delicate patterns reflecting the faint outline of Sephirotic sigils, the Tree of Life. Umm, the silence is almost deafening.