Neon sign "Botz Place: Now Open" [inside bar. a bot is pole dancing to a dubstep track] ^On the cabinet, an Android empties wine bottles into a sink. refills them ^ with engine oil what is this [censor beeps] place?? my antenna is broken, bots i can't track the police i hear they patrole with rayguns these days [unsupported audio codec] ~ you know, we had just raided this human bar in the heart of **** county & our batteries needed recharge [zooms in on a bot limping towards a jukebox Figure presses a button with the muzzle of a Nagant M1895 revolver & the music stops] CalculuX: Anyboty with a strong signal strength? I want to know how much time we've got till they storm here to deactivate us. None? [ ] I have a death wish to die in a Russian roulette Anyboty up for a challenge? I promise to be unlucky this time CalculuX was his name he was a transformer the police never recognized / a genius at calculating probability in this risky game of chance he never admitted palming cartridges to blow up his head intact he's called calculux, because he claims Isaac Newton is his prototype crafty bot, that CalculuX once, i glitched & said the x in his name means his prototype is unknown might be a cheap toy from a scrapyard somewhere in Aba, Nigeria & the violent fxuxcxkxexr damaged my charging port with a cudgel 8760 hours ago, he shot the oldest bot in the gang who he scanned in a mechanic workshop claiming he had a virus incurable, he said harmful to the rest of us & the cause poor bot he is presently in a Martian museum, I hear You know, like you humans, we die but without fossil ^rust^ & our hell is recasting to be recycled into spittoons or metalwork art left to rust in a ghost town Before i transcribed the siren from a distance as DANGER ALERT! before i fled here to hide I stared at the floor, for a few seconds the shards of glassware began to look like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle I saw humans rearranging into our absence. [Memory damaged]