Mihail and Doctor Yingxue's various tests, requests, and queries will meander through their mutual specialties and reveal to them a confirming duality of technical readouts and data; the bite marks, saliva, and genetic material associated all point towards a creature that Holiday cannot identify-- and therefor not a creature native to Earth, the Concern's information banks, or her ability to make conjecture on. It is either an alien or an experiment, which she posits the following;
"It's possible that something has gone awry at Lunar Dome Nine. The scans I have made of the tunnels this creature seems to have chewed through our foundations potentially indicates that direction. Furthermore, His Majesty King George V has provided a physical specimen that he has found lodged in the faulty harvester. The silver lining is that our harvester will be fully operable soon."
And, just for the sake of brevity and permitting these characters to move somewhat more freely in their next posts, the two genetic and biological experts would be able to identify from the physical specimen and its DNA the tell-tale marks of man-made tampering and deliberate gene-splicing, with the genetic equivalent of a trademark stamp hidden within this data set that clearly confirm the LD-9 origin.
Holiday's voice emanates pleasantly from the hovering drone that has lingered by Prisoner 57104, her tone business-like and direct;
"I'll get right on assessing this now that it has been brought to my attention. Won't be but a jiffy, and I'll tell you how deep it goes."
The drone then drops quite sharply and begins flying downward into the chewed tunnels, a bright light pulsating off of its hull, and disappears from sight. In just a few minutes, Holiday's voice now comes from a nearby wall speaker, somewhat more tinny than the advanced drone's rendition of her Irish tones.
"Seems to me that this hole goes down beyond sublevel five, into the lunar surface itself. The direction trends beyond Lunar Dome 10's confines, and thus I am not capable of verifying exactly how far it goes. It is possible that this is an experiment from Lunar Dome Nine. I will alert Doctor Kaplan of this possibility. For now, I am going to have concrete mix poured into the holes. I can handle the bulk of this task myself."
And, indeed, Kaplan concurrently finds himself alerted by Holiday not only of Rhiannon's emoji ridden displays, but also by Holiday's ever-annoying and incessantly self-satisfied voice;
"Doctor Kaplan, current evidence indicates a foreign pest of some kind. Evidence indicates it is from the biological labs at Lunar Dome Nine. Do you want me to attempt to contact Lunar Dome Nine and connect you to them?"
Moonica's feverish eyes blink blearily at Rhiannon, before it lethargically and begrudgingly accepts physical diagnosis and treatment. The bite mark on its hind leg, quite high on its body, is absolutely not a subtle injury. Rhiannon certainly has to bandage or potentially stitch the cow's wound closed. Once this veterinary nonsense is settled, however, she moves on to check the other animals of the herds and coops.
Again, in the desire of some brevity, the other animals are all fine, but feel free to embellish the discovery of other branching holes in this section of the Dome. More than the one foreign creature have made their way into 10, and Rhiannon's wanderings will discover the entire set of five branching holes (which Holiday will steadily fill over the coming day). Something about this grazing area has attracted these foreign creatures.