yep. imagine yourself returning from a really hard battle, your troops badly wounded and shaken by the loss of two good soldiers who died trying to capture a high-ranking alien, but still gloriously happy because they bring the unconscious ethereal commander for interrogation, carry it to the alien containment, stun rods ready in case it wakes up prematurely, the corridors of the base are lined with scientists who are cheering the hard-won victory and rubbing their hands, yearning to interrogate the enemy, only then, at the very doors of the containment unit, an xcom official looks at his papers, sighs, pulls out a pistol, blows the brains out of the ethereal commander and tells them to throw the body in the incinerator because the containment is filled with sectoid soldiers and celatids.
bummer.
