DX01: SINGULARITY 05192

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Blood-soaked, crushed feathers are scattered across a dirty, concrete poultry processing floor, like, the air is heavy with the stench of death and decay, the smell of disinfectant not quite masking the underlying rot. Water from a broken pipe is flowing upwards, reassembling the carcasses of dead birds, bones clicking into place as their feathers rustle and smooth out. It's midday with the sun high in the sky outside, but in here, it's dark, except for a few narrow windows that cast strips of light across the carnage, illuminating the words "Solve et Coagula" scrawled on the wall in crimson letters.