A-701 Report I [00.023.603]
The following is a brief report detailing the discovery of subject A-701.
Subject was discovered in a small crater in the [DATA EXPUNGED] district from orbit. Encased in a shell of a foreign obsidian substance, the fleshy exterior of the object was exposed by the impact. A farmer happened upon the site and reported his findings to the village elder. Subject gained our attention when an agent posted in the area detected a small radioactive anomaly generated by the object.
A collection squad of security personnel led by General [DATA EXPUNGED] was immediately dispatched to the area where they quickly secured the subject in a large container and performed initial testing with subjects recruited from the nearby village. Three men individually sent into the structure subsequently disappeared. Upon discovering this deadly property of the subject, General [DATA EXPUNGED] issued a Level 4a Termination Order of any witnesses (roughly 1/3 of the village) to ensure no outside knowledge of the object and initiated its transport to the CHEIRON facility [DATA EXPUNGED].
During preparation for transport, four CHEIRON security personnel were inexplicably drawn inside the object where they too immediately disappeared. Following inspection, it appeared as if the object had "grown" and was beginning to take a humanoid appearance. General Mulhausen immediately ordered the requisition of several Class III HAZMAT suits for the remaining security team members, who proceeded to lift the container onto a waiting truck for transport to the CHEIRON containment facility.
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Following the termination of General [DATA EXPUNGED], subject A-701 was re-secured by staff and brought into special containment in [CLASSIFIED], where it currently resides. Staff with clearance below Level 3 have been denied access to the A-701 container without prior approval of at least two Level 4 staff after the incident.
Ezekiel
"Can you believe this?" A man resting up a tree tapped the paper with the back of his hand, relaxing under the cool breeze and the stars. His muscles glistened under the moonlight, and the freedom felt good. He couldn't find any clothes that could fit his large frame, so for now he had to make do with nothing. Hopefully no one would peek.
Then again, depending on how cute they were he didn't mind putting on a show. He had woken up a few hours ago, and he didn't recognize where he was. More importantly, the sky looked rather nice, and he enjoyed relaxing more than thinking about troublesome things.
He sighed happily and smiled. Just as he closed his eyes and let the cool wind carry over his well built body, more muffled criest of protest came from below. At first, he ignored them. Nothing to be worried about, he was free, naked, and life was good. The problem was that she didn't stop, so he gave her one more minute. Then two. Then three...
"Huh? What's this about this time?" Still in his good mood, he finally acted like he had just began to hear her. She was a thin girl, the kind of stick that wouldn't be much fun picking your teeth with. He ruffled his pale hair in frustration and groaned at the similarly naked and tied down woman, bound by dark tendrils that barely hid her body. He crossed his arms and let his legs rest on a branch, using the trees and foliage as the most comfortable bed no money could buy and looked at the stars. "Well, don't complain to me. You took my pants, so I took yours. Fair's fair. Now if only they fit..."
Maybe she was mad he disintegrated them instead of giving them back.
"Maybe that'll teach you not to put people in testing tubes." And with that, he hopped off the branch and landed on the ground in one swift and graceful motion, no less naked than he was when he came out of his mother's womb, or a few hours ago. The cries of protest, muffled as they were, grew in anger and volume, which caused him to scratch his ear.
"Well, I'm off. See you later, and don't do that again." And so he left, wondering if he'd see something interesting.