IC-2002: The Escape Pod
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Description
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Containment Protocols
IC-2002 is to be stored in a reinforced steel storage capsule of X-X-X dimensions that is hermetically sealed. IC-2002 must anchored to the interior of it's capsule to negate any loose movement in transport. IC-2002 in it's sealed capsule may thereafter be kept in Sanc-level containment.
Research team staff must submit an extraction request for handling IC-2002. Only approved machine operators are authorized to perform this extraction procedure. Extraction of IC-2002 from it's casing without manager authorization is grounds for severe penalty.
All Research team members involved are required to wear kinetic/concussive impact protective wear while investigating IC-2002. Remote operation of tools is encouraged. Failure to follow these safety guidelines is done at one's own peril.
Emails
Audio Logs
Good morning, this is Dr. Ferrone of GATE Cascade, Research Facility. I'm recor-recording a report on how Subject Two-Kay-Two was recovered, for the sake of it's research data. (clears throat) The 'Escape Pod' was discovered in a small town in Maine after a brief incident involving it's reactivation. We owe the timely recovery of the device to one of our undercover spotters, who had happened to be waiting for a train when he caught wind about the unusual object through the local newspaper. For their efforts, anonymous though they shall remain, we could not have acted as quickly as we did if- Come again? Ah, of course. We found the, eh, artifact in the possession of a scrapyard owner, who in his spare time, would fashion artistic pieces from found materials. Quite a trend among junkers, I've come to find. Anyway, this man claimed he had discovered Two-Kay-Two while expanding his operations, unwittingly unearthing the object with his bulldozer. He had surmised it might have once belonged to the scrapyard's previous owners, but nevertheless, he dug it out, had it cleaned, and - listen to this - left it in his warehouse for two whole years! He confessed had never dared to tamper with it's construction previously; it felt to him too much like he would be altering someone else's craftmanship, but eventually he had gotten over his misgivings and started poking around. Next thing he knew, he recalled, was that he was waking up on the other side of the building, flat on his back, and - what?...what do you mean, there's not enough space to record thi-(click)