DX01: SINGULARITY 06294
The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gentle rain's pattering against the curved metal exterior of a massive, partially-buried spaceship, its surface adorned with mysterious, etched glyphs that seem to be absorbing and nullifying the surrounding magnetic field. Umm, the air's thick with the smell of damp soil and ozone, and it's kinda humid, but the rain's slowly ceasing to exist as it hits the ship's hull, just vanishing into nothingness without making any puddles or sound. The sky above is a pale, serene blue, with a few wispy clouds drifting lazily across it, like it's a perfectly ordinary day. A flock of birds is quietly roosting on the ship's upper fins, their feathers a vibrant, iridescent green.
