a photograph of WCP-096

Item #: WCP-096

Object Class: Euclid

Special Containment Procedures: WCP-096 is to be contained in its cell, a 5 m x 5 m x 5 m airtight steel cube, at all times. Weekly checks for any cracks or holes are mandatory. There are to be absolutely no video surveillance or optical tools of any kind inside WCP-096's cell. Security personnel will use pre-installed pressure sensors and laser detectors to ensure WCP-096's presence inside the cell.

Any and all photos, video, or recordings of WCP-096's likeness are strictly forbidden without approval from Dr. ███ and O5-█.

Description: WCP-096 is an equine creature measuring approximately 3 meters in height. Subject shows very little muscle mass, with preliminary analysis of body mass suggesting mild malnutrition. Legs are grossly out of proportion with the rest of the subject's body, with an approximate length of 1.5 meters each. Body hair is devoid of pigmentation, with no cutie mark, mane, or tail.

WCP-096's jaw can open to four (4) times the norm of an average pony. Other facial features remain similar to an average pony, with the exception of the eyes, which are also devoid of pigmentation. It is not yet known whether WCP-096 is blind or not. It shows no signs of any higher brain functions, and is not considered to be sapient.

WCP-096 is normally extremely docile, with pressure sensors inside its cell indicating it spends most of the day pacing by the eastern wall. However, when someone views WCP-096's face, whether it be directly, via video recording, or even a photograph, it will enter a stage of considerable emotional distress. WCP-096 will cover its face with its forehooves and begin screaming, crying, and babbling incoherently. Approximately one (1) to two (2) minutes after the first viewing, WCP-096 will begin running to the individual who viewed its face (who will from this point on be referred to as WCP-096-1).

Documented speeds have varied from thirty-five (35) km/h to ███ km/h, and seems to depend on distance from WCP-096-1. At this point, no known material or method can impede WCP-096's progress. The actual position of WCP-096-1 does not seem to affect WCP-096's response; it seems to have an innate sense of WCP-096-1's location. Note: This reaction does not occur when viewing artistic depictions (see Document 096-1) .

Upon arriving at WCP-096-1's location, WCP-096 will proceed to kill and [DATA EXPUNGED] WCP-096-1. 100% of cases have left no traces of WCP-096-1. WCP-096 will then sit down for several minutes before regaining its composure and becoming docile once again. It will then attempt to make its way back to its natural habitat, [DATA REDACTED]

Due to the possibility of a mass chain reaction, including breach of Foundation secrecy and large civilian loss of life, retrieval of subject should be considered Alpha priority.

Audio log from Interview 096-1:

Interviewer: Dr. ███
Interviewed: Captain (Ret.) █████████, former commander of retrieval team Zebra 9-A
Retrieval Incident #096-1-A

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[████████ ████████ Time, Research Area ██]

Capt. █████████: It always sucks ass to get Initial Retrieval duty. You have no idea what the damn thing is capable of besides what jacked up information the field techies can scrape up, and you're lucky if they even tell you the whole story. They told us to "bag and tag." Didn't tell us jackshit about not looking at the damn thing.

Dr. ███: Could you describe the mission, please?

Capt. █████████: Yeah, sorry. We had two airships, one with my team and one on backup with Zebra 9-B and Dr. ██████. We spotted the target about two clicks north of our patrol path. I'm guessing he wasn't facing our direction, else he would have taken us out then and there.

Dr. ███: Your report says WCP-096 didn't react to the cold? It was -██o C.

Capt. █████████: Actually, it was -██. And yes, it was butt naked and didn't so much as shiver. Anyway, we landed, approached the target, and Corporal ██ got ready to bag it. That's when Dr. ██████ called. I turned to answer it, and that's what saved me. The target must have turned and my whole squad saw it.

Dr. ███: That's when WCP-096 entered an agitated emotional state?

Capt. █████████: Yep. [Interviewed now pauses for a second before continuing] Sorry. Got the willies for a second.

Dr. ███: That's all right.

Capt. █████████: Yeah. Well, I never saw its face. My squad did, and they paid for it up the ass.

Dr. ███: Could you describe it a little more, please?

Capt. █████████: [Pauses] Yeah, yeah. It started screaming at us, and crying. Not animal roaring though, sounded exactly like a pony. Really fucking creepy. [Pauses again] We started firing when it picked up Corporal ██ and ripped off his leg. Gods, he was screaming for our help… fuckin 'A… anyway, we were blowing chunks out of the target, round after round. Didn't do jackshit. I almost lost it when it started [DATA EXPUNGED] him.

Dr. ███: That's when you ordered the use of an [Papers are heard moving] AT-4 HEDT launcher?

Capt. █████████: An anti-tank gun. Started carrying it ever since WCP-███ got loose. I've seen those tear through tanks like tissue paper. Did the same thing to the target.

Dr. ███: There was significant damage to WCP-096?

Capt. █████████: It didn't even fucking flinch. It kept tearing apart my squad, but with half of its torso gone. [He draws a large half-circle across his torso]

Dr. ███: But it was taking damage?

Capt. █████████: If it was, it wasn't showing it. It must have lost all its organs, all its blood, but it didn't acknowledge any of it. Its bone structure wasn't hurt at all, though. It kept tearing my squad apart.

Dr. ███: So no actual structural damage. How many rounds would you say were fired at WCP-096?

Capt. █████████: At the least? A thousand. Our door gunner kept his GAU-19 on it for at least twenty seconds. Twenty fucking seconds. That's six hundred .50 caliber rounds pumped into the thing. Might as well been spitting at it.

Dr. ███: This is when Zebra 9-B arrived?

Capt. █████████: Yeah, and my squad was gone. Zebra 9-B managed to get the bag over its head, and it just sat down. We got it into the chopper and got it here. I don't know how I never saw its face. Maybe Epona or Sleipnir or whoever thought I should live. The jackass.

Dr. ███: We have obtained an artist's depiction of WCP-096's face. Would you like to view it?

Capt. █████████: [Pauses] You know, after hearing that thing's screams, and the screams of my comrades, I don't think I want to put a face to what I heard. No. Just… no.

Dr. ███: All right, I believe we are done here. Thank you, Captain.

[Chairs are heard moving, and footsteps leave the room. Captain (Ret.) █████████ is confirmed to have left Interview Room 22.]

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