DX01: SINGULARITY 05282

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly chunks of shattered stained glass are scattered across a frozen lake, reflecting the pale morning sun like a kaleidoscope. Umm, the air feels heavy and damp, with a strong scent of woodsmoke, and I can hear the distant sound of ice cracking, but somehow a tiny patch of daffodils is growing through the ice, their yellow petals slowly swaying in the still air. The sky above is crystal clear, with the moon still visible in the blue. The ice seems to be slowly rotating, like a giant turntable, with no visible cause.