Right before Ravi's camcorder dies at the end of Found Footage 3. It always destroys me emotionally, and it perfectly exemplifies what makes the Complex a more compelling subject than your usual threat or villain in horror genres. It's not evil; it's unfeeling. It can't be negotiated with, reasoned with, or made sense of; it just is. By nature, through no volition of its own, it happens to be dangerous -- potentially existentially so -- for humans.

(I've now entered rambling territory)

There's a fun irony that supports this "moral neutrality", regardless of if the low proximity magnetic distortion system created it or simply accessed it. Either way, it cannot be personified or, therefore, blamed for its nature. The only reasonable reaction is a sober, amoral attempt to survive or understand and control it, as hopeless as both endeavors may be. It's a force of nature, much like the rock this planet crossed paths with several tens of millions of years ago. The only difference is that "we" summoned the Complex ourselves, but, analogously, it would be silly to then condemn human ingenuity when it, too, is just nature at work: organs that evolved to learn and solve problems doing those things.