Alert! This Unit May Be Under Control By Otherworldly Forces!

Error: Your Device has suffered a fatal error. Reboot? [y/n]
 
y
 
Starting......Maxwell OS booted successfully.
 
Commencing Subsystem start-up.
 
"Maxwell" Default Personality: Loaded Successfully.
 
Skill Subsystem: Loaded Successfully.
 
Situation Simulation Subsystem: Loaded Sucessfully.
 
Memory Subsystem: Error loading last three hours of recorded data.
 
Delete unloadable data and continue boot? [y/n]
 
y
 
...
 
I am active. However, I am not located at the cryogenic storage room. I am located on the Charon. Strange. The Charon appears to be in disarray, with certain pieces of the hull abruptly turned to stone. Odd. There is blood and general viscera on the floor. Unfortunate. There is a blood-soaked machete on the floor, next to me. Kneeling next to said blood soaked machete is a roboticist, on their laptop. Several wires from said computer snake from it into myself.
Oh dear. There is a machete lodged into my chest. I move a hand towards the machete, and find that I cannot get the proper grip to remove it. The roboticist turns from their computer, their face concealed by a combination of welding goggles and some sort of cloth wrapped around the bottom of their face. Both are blood-stained. They make a vague head gesture, and grunt approvingly. I look back down at the machete, its handle awkwardly pointing outward. Suggested approach: utilize both hands to remove foreign object. I look to my left arm. My left arm is not present on my body. Re-affirming: My left arm and the majority of the lower portion of my body is not present. Unfortunate.
 
Time passes. I continue to be immobile. The odd roboticist performs some form of auto-exsanguation, spilling their own blood all over the floor. Upon doing as such, they thumb through a leather-bound book, and then they proceed to use their own blood to draw a sort of symbol.
 
My IFF systems are not functioning correctly, however I am beginning to suspect this man/woman is not an EXO employee.
 
They speak some words that are from no language in my database, and suddenly a strange curved blade appears in their hands. They place it into their uniform, which is an elaborate robe with many intricate red sigils. The database informs me that this is the standard wear for roboticists.
 
The roboticist approaches me. They raise the blade, which apparently is a standard roboticist tool. However, they seem to not notice a heavily armored individual approach from behind. The armored individual beats them in the head with a stunbaton. The beating continues for quite some time. Afterward, the individual points an odd weapon at me. It appears to be an EMP rifle of some sor-
 
 
I am told it has been quite some time since I was active. Reportedly, an actual roboticist had to "work out the kinks". Nevertheless, I am once again active, and I am no longer subverted to advance the dark agenda of a blood cult.
 
Mission Report:
Pathfinder: KIA
Explorer Hitchcock: Under Arrest
Roboticist Shelly: KIA
 
Recommended Course of Action: Operate under the assumption that anyone attempting to convert you to a religion is working for The Old Gods.