The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: A mangled, gutted, and rotting robot corpse is splayed across a massive, industrial-scale shredder, like, somehow its own mechanical arms are still feeding its remains into the shredder's teeth, as if it's devouring itself. Uh, the air is thick with this noxious, eye-stinging haze and there's a heavy smell of melted plastic, and burning oil... The robot's body is slowly, steadily being shredded into smaller and smaller pieces, even as it's simultaneously reassembling itself from a nearby heap of scrap metal, and somehow this is causing the surrounding air to vibrate at this sickening, low-frequency hum.