DX01: SINGULARITY 00957

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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Giant slabs of mirror-smooth obsidian are reflecting the pale, overcast sky like a maze of black glass. It's pretty humid and still, except for this steady, fine rain that's misting the surface of the obsidian and casting a weird, whispery echo off the surrounding terrain. Like, somehow, a full-sized, perfectly intact medieval castle made of what looks like gleaming chrome is just... embedded in one of the obsidian slabs, like it got stuck there during some bizarre geological event. The air smells like wet earth and ozone.