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The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Umm, a tangled mess of drones and industrial machinery is sprawled across the slick, concrete floor of a dilapidated slaughterhouse. The air is thick with the stench of rot and gasoline, the humidity's suffocating, and the only light filters in through grimy skylights, casting long shadows across the walls. A crushed drone is somehow being reassembled by a mechanical claw, its metal limbs reattaching themselves as if magnetically drawn together, like... no visible screws or wires holding them in place. A puddle of blood on the floor seems to be seeping upward into the air, hanging suspended as a quivering, red droplet.