The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Gore-stained, industrial-scale meat grinders are somehow reassembling themselves from scattered, rusted parts on the sun-scorched, rocky surface of the asteroid belt... Like, a massive, LCD screen's embedded in the asteroid's surface, scrolling through a 4chan thread on terraforming Mars as it syncs with the assembly process. A ravaged robotic owl's lodged in a nearby crater, its metallic feathers smeared with oil and hydraulic fluid, as a conveyor belt constructs fully functional, solar-powered drones from shredded components in the distance. Uh, the air's thick with the smell of burned electronics and ozone.