DX01: SINGULARITY 05440

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gnarly waves crash against the weathered stone foundations of an ancient lighthouse, sending spray high into the air as the late morning sun casts a pale glow over the turbulent sea. Like, the air's charged with electricity, and the smell of salt and seaweed hangs heavy. Umm, inside the lantern room, a swirling mass of iridescent mist has somehow solidified into a perfect, three-dimensional representation of the Ouroboros, its glassy surface reflecting the sunlight in a kaleidoscope of colors. Seagulls wheel and cry outside, their shrill calls carrying on the wind as the Ouroboros slowly rotates, as if driven by some unseen force.