DX01: SINGULARITY 08948

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, dead leaves are scattered around a worn, stone amphitheater, half-buried in the side of a lush hill at dawn, and sunlight's slowly illuminating the misty air, casting long shadows across everything. The air's crisp, filled with the smell of damp earth and moss. A small spring is somehow flowing uphill from the lowest point in the amphitheater, creating a small, winding stream that disappears into the stone seats. A low, steady hum, like a bass note, seems to be resonating through the entire structure, causing tiny tremors in the air.