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RESEARCH LOG ENTRY

INGEN LABS – BIRTH EXPERIMENTAL LOG

• DATE: 01, NOV, 2013| Central Standard Time
• LOCATION: BioSector-7, Isla Nublar Underground Research Unit
• Code Name: Xeno-Hybrid 980
• Subject ID: 71-69-78-69-83-73-83
• Entry: 040
• Logged by: Dr. Henry Wu
• Clearance Level: RED ALPHA
• Security Node: ☒ Verified | ☐ Breach Detected

SUBJECT INFORMATION

• Species Classification: Homo-sapie Spino-Veloci Xeno-Hybrid 980
• Genetic Composition:
  • 55% Homo sapiens
  • 10% proprietary synthetic gene stabilizers
  • 5% Canis lupus
  • 5% Spinosaurus aegyptiacus
  • 5% Carcharodontosaurus saharicus
  • 5% Velociraptorinae
  • 5% Allosaurus
  • 5% Chamaeleonidae
  • 5% Varanus komodoensis
• Incubation Time: 305 days (artificial womb)
  • Artificial amniotic fluid electrolyte levels are stable
  • Had to increase hCG hormone levels within the last 48 hours due to Spinosaurus & Carcharodontosaurus white blood cells conflicting with Homo sapiens red blood cells.

EVENT DESCRIPTION

Birth Initiation

• 00:14 Hours – All vital signs stable. Neuroactivity shows regular levels within neural networks. Movement is minimal within the artificial womb. The body is tightly curled within the fetal position.
• 00:16 Hours – Alarms alerted Laboratory staff that Xeno-Hybrid 980 breached the amniotic sac. Correct hormones were pumped into the artificial womb as it emerged with limited assistance. The Hybrid did not protest during cleaning & was revealed to be female.

Examination

00:19 Hours – Examination findings

• Measurements and Vital Signs:
  • Weight: (11 pounds) & Length: (52 cm).
  • Temperature (105°F), Heart rate (160 beats per minute) & and Breathing Rate (50 breaths per minute).
  • Blood pressure (64/41 mmHg) & Oxygen saturation (97%)
• General Appearance:
  • Xeno-Hybrid 980 eyes open within moments of birth, amber in color, yet can seemingly change. Almond-shaped pupils, easy control. Passed the red reflex test.
  • Black hair.
  • Heart-shaped face.
  • Light-brown skin, clear of any birthmarks or blemishes.
  • Ear canals are clear, and tympanic membranes are fully developed.
  • Wide patency of nasal passages.
  • Intact palate & mobile tongue. Teeth fully formed. Canines extended.
  • Lungs, fully formed with normal breathing sounds.
  • Heart beat sounds normal.
  • Fully formed female genitals, negative for any abnormalities.
  • Arms and legs, correct in reflexes & negative for any twisted joints or abnormalities

• 00:20 Hours – Xeno-Hybrid 980 placed in prepared nursery for observation. She sat up within moments of being placed down, with irises shifting color in low light for better sight. Television with normal baby stimulation shows was lowered into nursery, the Xeno-Hybrid 980 waited for five minutes before turning to one-way glass. She seemed to be tracking movements behind the glass as if She could see those behind it. Will schedule behavioral instinct tests for a later date.
• 00:21 Hours – After an hour of observation, the Hybrid clearly showed no interest in regular human stimulation shows. Thus, the channel was changed to that of a nature documentary, and this immediately seized her interest. To our shock, she began mimicking sounds from said nature shows within minutes of exposure

Post-Examination Notes

• The Hybrid seems to like water, will test for full extension of aquatic and terrestrial traits.
• Longer limbs & torso speak to her being tall when she comes of age. Also noted, the Hybrid possesses prehensile toes, and will test for full extension of skills.
• Cranial scans reveal that the newborn’s motor cortex is equal to that of a teenage human.
• Dental scans confirm that the Hybrid possesses retractable, serrated teeth; however, it is unknown how much control she has.

Conclusion

• The Hybrid is viable and highly responsive. Displays signs of both predatory instinct and adaptive learning. We will continue to observe but recommend initiating Stage II of Project GENESIS: Environmental Simulation and Social Conditioning.

🔒 Attachments

• [X-ray Scan XE-9_Cranial_Network_v5.2]
• [Audio Log 047A – Subject Vocalizations]
• [Footage – Thermal Response Test Run #3]

Dr. Henry Wu slowly closed his laptop. Taking a deep breath, he slowly turned his head to look at her.

They told him he was crazy, they said that it could not be done, and yet… here She was. He watched as the Hybrid clicked her tongue, trying to mimic the chattering of the birds on the television before her.

‘Just like a cat…’

Wu couldn’t help but smile at that.

Already, she was learning, showing her ability to process new information at such a young age.

‘Good,’ Wu thought. ‘Very good. When it comes to training her, she will pick it up quickly.’

“Dr Wu?” a voice said behind him.

Wu turned and found one of the lab workers standing before him. Each man and woman had been carefully selected and sworn to secrecy for this big project. They answered to him, and only him, their job so secret that not even those in Masrani could know.

‘Not yet, at least,’ Wu thought. ‘I need to run several more tests…’

“Yes?” he said aloud.

“How long would you like the Xeno-Hybrid to stay in its observation chamber?” the Lab Assistant asked.

“Her,” Wu corrected him. “And I see no reason to remove her.”

“The Hybrid will grow quickly, Doctor,” the Assistant pointed out. “Just like the other creations.”

“And we will handle that when we get to it,” Wu replied. “Look at her, she’s a newborn. What’s the worst possible thing that she can do?”

RESEARCH LOG ENTRY

INGEN LABS – PSYCHOLOGICAL EVALUATION REPORT

• DATE: 14, NOV, 2013| Central Standard Time
• LOCATION: BioSector-7, Isla Nublar Underground Research Unit
• Project Name: GENESIS
• Code Name: Xeno-Hybrid 980
• Subject ID: 71-69-78-69-83-73-83
• Entry #: 132
• Logged by: Dr. Henry Wu & Animal Behavioral Specialist: Dr. Eli Navarro
• Clearance Level: RED ALPHA
• Security Node: ☒ Verified | ☐ Breach Detected

Subject Overview

• Chronological Age – 14 days post-birth
• Neurodevelopment – Xeno-Hybrid is believed to have an estimated cognitive function comparable to that of a 2– to 4-year-old human child, with significantly enhanced observational retention and pattern recognition.
• Physical Development – Xeno-Hybrid is only 14 days old, yet she appears to be a year old. Genetic enhancers have increased the time of developmental growth, and it is estimated that she ages 6 months of life every week of life. At this rate, she will reach full maturity in less than 3 years.

Behavioral Observations

• Cognitive Function – Hybrid can recognize herself in the mirror. She can mimic a researcher’s movements and gestures with ease. Per Dr. Wu's instruction, we have begun language structure lessons, and Hybrid can now echo simple words and sounds with startling clarity. Will move to more complex lessons.
• Gross & Fine Motor Skills – Hybrid stood was able to lift herself on the second day of life, and by the first week, could stand and run. Hybrid is fed a nutritious puree and can scoop it into her mouth with little difficulty.
• Emotional Response – Hybrid can differentiate between tone of voices as well as facial expressions. Curiosity clearly outweighs fear, as the Hybrid wants to touch everything. The negative symptoms however are that Hybrid quickly becomes agitated when left alone for extended periods—possible side effect of Canis lupus and Velociraptorinae DNA who are pack creatures. Hybrid was the only specimen to survive creation so it is impossible to have siblings.
• Predatory Simulation Test – Per the request of Dr. Wu, a mechanical deer was placed into the Hybrid’s nursery. The Hybrid was in the middle of feeding and ceased her activities, instead turning to the prey drone and began to stalk it before attacking. It is noted that post-capture behavior was… odd. Instead of tearing apart the prey drone, the Hybrid placed it before the observation glass—like a cat would with a mouse it gifts to an owner. Will make notes with Dr. Wu on how he wishes to proceed with these findings.

Summary

Psychological Profile

• Temperament – Hybrid is still young and can be controlled, but it is noted that in human development, the emotional spectrum is broad. At the moment,t she is still undeveloped and can be modeled.
• Cognitive Potential – Hybrid has high prey drive and tests will be ordered to see if she has any special abilities inherited from the DNA she was spliced with.
• Physical Growth – Accelerated aging may be a concern with certain developments, but it will be assessed when we reach that point. She eats twice the normal amount of food a baby her age would, yet does not gain much weight, pointing to high metabolism.

Risks & Recommendations

• Emotional Recommendation – Hybrid should be introduced to non-hostile sensory enrichment and controlled emotional bonding exercises. She is still 55% human and needs the stimuli that we all receive at that age to develop.
• Cognitive Recommendation – Begin advanced linguistic development trials—she must be able to communicate if she is to understand commands.

Closing Statement by Dr. Eli Navarro

“In my observation, it is clear to me that the Hybrid is aware of herself, of her differences. She does not observe those around her. She studies us, as if to learn what we want from her. Like all working animals, she needs a purpose, and it is in my opinion that we give her one… before she decides to make one of her own. It is suggested that she be given a name, perhaps an identity will help.”

Dr. Wu closed his laptop; the findings of Dr. Navarro were still fresh within his mind.

He looked at the Hybrid, who, once again, was stalking another prey drone that had been placed in her nursery. He watched as she crouched on all fours, crawling low to the ground, eyes locked into the drone.

Then, she lunged forward, snatching it up with outstretched fingers curved like claws.

Just like before, rather than tearing it apart, the Hybrid inspected it for a couple of moments. Turning it in her hands, running her fingers over the smooth metal. Once her examination was over, she walked to the observation glass and placed it right in front of Wu.

This time, she began to chatter, like a squirrel, and fell backwards to sit on her bottom.

“Can she see us?” One of the Lab Assistants asked.

“I doubt it,” Wu answered. “But I believe she might be able to hear or smell us. It makes logical sense that she knows we are on this side of the glass.”

“But she always seems to look for you whenever she’s being observed,” the Assistant pointed out. “I’d find it fucking creepy.”

“Good thing I’m not you, then,” Wu snapped.

He glanced at his laptop again, thinking over Dr. Navarro’s words. “What is the Hybrid’s name again?”

“It… she does not have one, Sir,” the Assistant replied. “However, her Subject ID is—”

“According to Dr. Navarro, the Hybrid needs to have a name,” Wu interrupted. “So, I should give her one.”

“What do you have in mind, Sir? I mean, it’s not like there’s any legacy to this. She’s the first of her kind to—”

Wu’s head snapped up. “The first… Yes… Yes, she is. So, we should call her… Genesis. She is a… Genetic Engineered Neo-Evolutionary Symbiotic Intelligence Specimen.” A slow smile spread across Wu’s face at his brilliance. “Yes, that’s it. She is Project Genesis.”

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PRESENT DAY

A Man’s heart pounded in his chest.

This was his job, working at Jurassic World and dealing with all the dinosaurs.

But today, something out of the ordinary happened.

Someone let one of the Tyrannosaurus rexes out, and now, he was running for his life.

He fell to the ground, mud splashing in all directions, but he could not stop running. The ground shook, and he dared not look over his shoulder, but he knew that she was right behind him.

Panting, the Man scrambled to his feet as he continued to run for his life. In the distance, he saw it, his saving grace: the awaiting helicopter that would take him to freedom.

With a grunt, he jumped over a small chasm, only to fall into a river and tumble into the jagged rocks. Before he could even struggle out of the stones, the T. rex was upon him. Sharp teeth descend upon and then… darkness.

GAME OVER

With a grunt of frustration, twelve-year-old Darius Bowman threw his virtual reality goggles across the room.

“Attempt number fifteen ends in failure,” he groaned, putting his head into his hands.

KNOCK-KNOCK!

Darius didn’t even respond before his door opened, and his older brother entered.

“Dude, you okay?” Brandon asks. “You’ve been up here hootin’ and hollarin' for hours.”

“I have not!” Darius huffed. “And it has not been hours.”

Brandon arched an eyebrow, pointing to the clock on the wall. “Man, mom’s given up calling you down for dinner, you’ve been locked in that game like it’s your second life.”

Darius sighed, slumping in his chair. “I’m sorry, it’s just… I know I can beat it. I’m so close and I don’t want to give up, ya know?”

Brandon puts an affectionate hand on his brother’s shoulder. “Listen, D, the devs made that game unbeatable for a reason. You think they’ll just let anyone visit Jurassic World for free?”

“But if I go, I’m not going just for me,” Darius rebutted, his hand going to his necklace, holding the dinosaur tooth in his hands. “I’d be doing it for Him.”

Brandon sighed, knowing where this conversation was heading. “He would be proud of you, D,” he said. “You know it.”

“Which is why I need to win this game,” Darius said firmly. “It was both our dreams.”

Standing up from his chair, Darius walked to his bookshelf and began to look through everything that he had. Behind him, Brandon silently watched for a couple of moments before leaving.

Darius tried not to flinch at the sound of the closing door.

‘Brandon will understand once I win,’ he told himself. ‘I promised Dad that I’d go, I have to make him proud. There must be something in here to help me…’

He flipped through each page of each book, his eyes searching for anything that could give him an edge in this game.

‘Think, D, think. T. Rexes are huge, formidable, but they have some weakness… what is it…?’

The ground and his bed were soon covered with books, and by the fifteenth, Darius nearly quit. He threw aside a book about T. Rex raising their young and then grabbed a book about velociraptors. Darius flipped through it lazily and was about to toss that too aside when something caught his eye.

On one of the pages, there was a picture of the resonating chamber of a velociraptor. It was in this that velociraptors would communicate, using carefully pitched shrills and chirps.

Darius’s face lit up, and he ran back to the goggles, putting them on his head once again. Taking a deep breath, he restarted the game; determination steeling his nerves.

He made the Park Ranger run purposely into the river this time and began to search through the rocks and bones below.

Then, he found it.

The resonating chamber of a Velociraptor.

Acting quickly, Darius activated it, unleashing a high-pitched shrill into the air. Within seconds, a pack of raptors appeared, charging as one at the T. Rex and attacking it. Now that it was distracted, Darius made his avatar run to the waiting helicopter and climbed inside.

Darius let out a loud ‘whoop’ of celebration, jumping up and down with joy at finally beating the game. He moved to take off his goggles, yet the screen before his eyes changed.

It glowed gold, confetti cannons shooting up into the air as a cartoon DNA strand figure that he knew all too well appeared.

“Congratulations, player!” Mr. DNA exclaimed, clapping his hands with joy. “You’re the first person to beat the game, and you know what that means?”

“What?!” Darius gasped, clenching his fists so tightly he felt the nails biting into his palms.

Mr. DNA rubbed his hands together, grinning. “You’ve won an all-inclusive, fully paid trip to our new summer program. Come on over to Camp Cretaceous!”

Darius released a scream of excitement that made his Mom and brother run into his room, throwing open the door.

“Darius?!” his Mom gasped. “Darius, what’s going on?!”

Darius ran to her, grabbing his Mother’s hands, he jumped up and down chanting, “Mom! Mom! Mom! I did it! I did it! I did it!”

“Did what?” Brandon asked. “Dude, calm down, you’re gonna break her!”

Darius immediately dropped his arms from his Mother, but his grin stayed as wide as the moon. “I beat the game!” he said. “I won!”

Brandon and his Mom’s jaws dropped, both looking at each other, confused. To prove it, Darius held out the goggles to his Mother and nodded at them, wanting her to see them herself.

His Mother put on the goggles. She fell silent for a moment, then gasped. “Brandon… He-He did it!”

Brandon took the goggles to see what they were saying, and then he gasped. “Oh my god, Darius!”

“I told you!” Darius exclaimed. “You believe me now?!”

“Okay, okay, we believe you,” his Mother said. “What… what happens now? Do you reach out to them or will they reach out to you?”

“I had to sign up for the game online, so I guess they’re gonna reach out to me,” Darius replied. “I just… dang, I can’t believe this is happening!”

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

“Dude, cut that out! It doesn’t like that!”

“What? The Good Doctor isn’t here.”

“You remember what happened the last time a Lab Assistant annoyed that thing?”

“Pfft. Will you stop fuckin’ worryin’? The glass is three inches thick. It can’t hurt us.”

It.

That’s what most of the workers referred to her as, even though she knew that she was female.

It.

The creature.

The creation.

That thing.

All were titles that they gave her, except for her Creator.

He called her Genesis, a name she wasn’t sure about, but it was better than nothing.

Slowly, she opened an eye, her sight switching from normal to thermal; at least that was what she believed it was called. Her Creator said she had this thermal vision, allowing her to see the heat within the bodies of all things. Through the thick foliage, she could see the two males, the one tapping on the glass in front of her home and the other trying to get him to stop.

Her Creator has told the other humans several times not to do that, claiming it bothered her.

He was mostly right.

In truth, Genesis did not care one way or another as long as she was not woken from her sleep.

This Male had woken her from her sleep, and thus, he must be punished.

Punished, a word the humans said frequently when it came to her…outbursts. It was not her fault that they did not fully understand her mannerisms. How could they create her and not know her body language? That was their fault.

TAP!

TAP!

TAP!

“Dude, stop it!” the other Male hissed. “She’s going to wake up and then who knows what will happen?”

“Don’t be a fucking pussy, she can’t see us all the way over here.”

“I can assure you, she can,” a voice said from behind them.

Genesis’s lips curved as the body shape of her Creator appeared, his hands behind his back in a way she knew all too well.

He was angry at the two males, and both jumped in surprise at the sound of his voice.

“D-Dr. Wu!” the Male who was tapping on the glass stammered. “I…”

“It is time for her to eat,” her Creator said. “I assume you know what to do?”

The Male gulped. “Y-Yes, Sir. I uhh… I’ll get the machine and—”

Her Creator shook his head. “No need for the feeding machine. Since it’s so early, I do believe it’s best that you put her food into the enclosure… by hand.”

The Male gulped again, his body trembling. “D-Dr. Wu, I—”

“Don’t worry,” her Creator said, patting him on the back. “The metal bars around her nest are up. You’ll be perfectly safe.”

A loud buzzing filled the air, followed by a low hiss.

Genesis knew those sounds.

One of the doors unlocked to the right of her nest, and the other was the lowering of the bars in front of it.

Her Creator was correct; as long as the bars were lowered, she would be of no harm to them.

Genesis watched as the trembling Man slowly wheeled a large container of meat into her home. He stopped at the corner, instead of in front of her nest, and quickly dumped the meat before turning to run.

There was another loud buzzing, this time signifying the door locking itself on the other side.

“Uh, guys?!” the Male yelled, pulling on the door handle. “The uhh… the door locked itself!”

Genesis watched as the bars in front of her nest slowly began to rise, their metal hissing softly. She glanced in the direction of the glass wall, noting her Creator’s heat signature on the other side.

He was watching.

He had done this.

Slowly, Genesis rose from her nest and slipped up one of the thick branches next to it. She crawled up and around her enclosure, nails digging into the tough wood yet moving as silently as a shadow.

“GUYS?!” the Male yelled, banging on the glass now. “LET ME OUT!”

The tint of the glass changed, allowing the Male to see her Creator on the other side.

“What did you say?” her Creator asked.

“The door is locked!” the Male yelled. “Can you unlock it?”

Her Creator put his hand to his ear. “I can not hear you. What did you say?”

“I said, the door is locked!” the Male yelled once more. “Why—”

Genesis shifted her foot, intentionally making the leaves around her rustle.

The Male froze, and she could smell the fear sweat upon his brow and trickling down his neck. Slowly, he turned around, eyes frantically searching in the thick foliage, yet she did not reveal herself.

“WU!” he yelled, banging on the door. “You’re a madman! Let me out!”

“I am many things,” her Creator said. “But mad is not one of them. You insulted Genesis, and I would like you to apologize.”

“I’m sorry,” the Male gasped.

“What?” her Creator asked.

“I’m sorry!” the Male hollered.

Genesis dropped to the ground, her body curled in a fetal position. Slowly, she unbound herself, pushing up onto her feet until she stood before the Male who dared to disturb her sleep.

She was not that tall, she recalled hearing her Creator say she was the same size as a ‘preteen’.

Whatever that was.

Yet, it was her unwavering gaze that made the Male drop to his knees.

Genesis tilted her head, her first eyelid blinking, followed by the second.

“Say it to her face,” her Creator prompted. “And I shall open the door.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m SORRY!” the Male screamed. “Let me out, let me out, LET ME OUT!”

“Do you accept his apology, Genesis?” her Creator asked.

Genesis’s gaze flickered over him for scarcely a moment before giving the Male her full attention once again.

He was breathing heavily, and she could smell the bitter scent of urine that now soaked his pants and formed a puddle under him. The Male nervously smiled, his hands raised as if to show he was of no harm to her.

She supposed she should forgive him, as long as it did not happen again.

Slowly, she pulled back her lips, revealing two rows of gleaming white serrated teeth in a wide grin.

All the color had drained from the Male’s face, yet when she made no other movement, her Creator cleared his throat to draw her attention.

“Back behind the line, Genesis,” he commanded.

When Genesis did not move immediately, he frowned at her. Raising his hand, he let it hover over a small box in his hand that had several large, brightly colored buttons upon it.

The pain box.

How she hated that thing.

“Genesis…” her Creator said warningly.

Genesis huffed, annoyed. Many days had passed since he had to use that thing, and she wanted to keep it that way.

She took five steps backward, the bars from above slowly coming down and caging her once again.

The door buzzed again, this time announcing that it was unlocked. The Male scrambled through it, and the moment he was gone, the bars were opened, allowing Genesis to roam around her enclosure once again.

But she was not in the mood, not even to eat, and instead returned to her nest, crawling under the blankets with another huff.

“I hope you have learned your lesson,” her Creator said to the Male who was on his knees before him. “I will not tolerate you irritating my creations. You do it again, and I will not stop Genesis next time. Am I understood?”

“Yes, sir!” the Male blubbered.

“Good,” her Creator said. “Now, go up and help the others prepare the labs upstairs. Apparently, that stupid camp is opening tomorrow, and they’re going to come here sooner or later.”

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INGEN LABS – INCIDENT REPORT

• DATE: 15, DEC, 2013| Central Standard Time
• LOCATION: BioSector-7, Isla Nublar Underground Research Unit
• Code Name: Xeno-Hybrid 980
• Subject ID: 71-69-78-69-83-73-83
• Entry Number: 150
• Logged by: Dr. Henry Wu
• Clearance Level: RED ALPHA
• Security Node: ☒ Verified | ☐ Breach Detected

SUBJECT OVERVIEW

• Name: PROJECT G.E.N.E.S.I.S.
• Chronological Age: 6 weeks
• Physical Age Appearance: 3 years old
• Event Type: First Power Activation
• Environment: Enrichment Stimulation Room (jungle biome; controlled conditions)

EVENT DESCRIPTION

• 08:00 AM – Xeno-Hybrid 980 was placed in the stimulation room, with her clear preference being in a jungle biome. She physically appears to be a 3-year-old and has surpassed all milestones placed before her.
• 08:41 AM – The Xeno-Hybrid displayed the first sign of hidden abilities when she was startled by a bulb in the artificial sky popping. Skin pigmentation shifted from light brown to a mottled gray green, matching her surroundings. Full camouflage engaged. Security feed momentarily lost visual contact.
• 08:45 AM – Xeno-Hybrid’s location could only be tracked via thermal vision, followed by bioluminescent filaments that appeared along the spine and neck.
• 08:50 AM – An Engineer was sent into the stimulation room to correct the lighting manually. A probe was sent into the room to distract the Xeno-Hybrid, but she did not move from her spot. She was watching the Engineer.
• 08:51 AM – The Engineer got to work on fixing the light, but accidentally ended up breaking another bulb. The sound once again surprised the Xeno-Hybrid, who, this time, reacted.
• 08:52 AM – The Xeno-Hybrid emitted an ultrasonic vocal burst—later classified as a sonic roar (measured at 137 dB) in the direction of the Engineer. The vocal burst ruptured audio sensors, caused the Engineer to lose consciousness, and temporarily disabled surveillance drones.
• 08:55 AM – Security probes were sent into the room to keep the Xeno-Hybrid away from the Engineer. Like with the other dinosaurs, they unleashed sonic wavelengths to disable the Xeno-Hybrid. However, this only seemed to anger her more.
• 08:56 AM – The Xeno-Hybrid leapt 12 feet vertically to cling to the overhead support beams, revealing she possessed semi-retractable claws that were used to anchor herself.
• 08:57 AM – The Security probes increased the volume of their wavelength, the pitch being twice as high as what is normally needed for dinosaur hatchlings. The Xeno-Hybrid screeched in pain and lunged toward the wall. The collision did not result in injury. Later scans revealed the following:
  • Bone density far exceeds baseline human. Skin layer resisted blunt trauma with zero tissue rupture. Estimated to be bullet-resistant once Xeno-Hybrid is fully mature.
• 09:00 AM – Xeno-Hybrid was finally subdued by a series of tranquilizers. She was taken back to the nursery, and the Engineer was sent to the infirmary for a thorough inspection by a doctor.

POST-EVENT PSYCHOLOGICAL ASSESSMENT

When she awoke, the Xeno-Hybrid appeared disoriented but calm. Soothing sounds played on the speakers of her nursery, and she ate the offered food without protest.

Dr. Navarro was brought to watch her, yet the behaviorist saw nothingout of the ordinary.

CONCLUSION & RECOMMENDATION

• While it was expected that the Xeno-Hybrid might have unique abilities, it was not expected for them to manifest so soon.
• They seem to be instinct-driven and tied to environmental or emotional triggers.
• Recommendation from Dr, Wu – Cease all non-essential exposure protocols. Begin controlled trigger-response tests. Create a full containment team prepared to handle the Xeno-Hybrid should she be triggered once again..