I won't deny it: at first, there was a grim satisfaction in seeing those X-rays ripped open. But the grisly enthusiasm of the pathologists, the researchers' excitement at each new proof of the aliens' technological superiority - those were not things I could share.
Rapid progress has been achieved, however. Our South American "specialists" certainly know how to take a body apart, and we've made a scattering of tangible discoveries - evasive and guidance systems for our birds gleaned from Sectoid and Floater implants, insights into Thin Man poison.
In-depth analysis was performed on the clawed monsters brought back from Kiduna. The labcoats have designated them "Chrysalids" due to their reproductive process - infesting corpses with their eggs, turning them into the zombies we saw in Nigeria. The gestation period is a matter of minutes; the result is gruesome and dangerous.
The downside is that they've already found all out all they can from the dead specimens we have. So now they want live ones to study.
This is a serious undertaking, not to mention dangerous. R&D want a full scale containment facility to house captured extraterrestrials. And for the capture itself, I'm expected to send some poor schmuck into close quarters with whatever gimcrack electricity gun Engineering comes up with. No problem. In theory, it should stun the X-ray, after all.
Further research is on hold until we have cash for the containment facility and I can resign myself to this madness.
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