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’
There
was
no
reason
,
no
reason
at
all
,
to
suspect
anything
like
this
,
’
Ash
was
quick
to
point
out
.
’
When
we
were
monitoring
him
internally
the
stain
was
too
small
to
take
seriously
.
And
it
looked
like
it
was
a
lens
defect
.
In
fact
,
it
could
have
been
a
matching
blot
on
the
lens
.
’
’
I
don
’
t
follow
you
.
’
’
It
’
s
possible
this
stage
of
the
creature
generates
a
natural
field
capable
of
intercepting
and
blocking
the
scanning
radiation
.
Unlike
the
first
form
,
the
"
hand
"
shape
,
which
we
were
easily
able
to
see
into
.
Other
creatures
have
been
known
to
produce
similar
fields
.
It
suggests
biological
requirements
we
can
’
t
begin
to
guess
at
,
or
else
a
deliberately
produced
defence
evolved
to
meet
requirements
so
advanced
I
prefer
not
to
guess
at
it
.
’
’
What
it
boils
down
to
,
’
observed
Ripley
,
wiping
her
mouth
with
an
unstained
napkin
,
’
is
that
we
’
ve
got
another
alien
.
Probably
equally
hostile
and
twice
as
dangerous
.
’
She
glared
challengingly
at
Ash
,
but
this
time
the
science
officer
couldn
’
t
or
wouldn
’
t
dispute
her
.
’
Yeah
.
And
it
’
s
loose
on
the
ship
.
’
Dallas
moved
unwillingly
over
to
stand
by
Kane
’
s
body
.
The
others
slowly
joined
him
.
The
inspection
was
necessary
,
no
matter
how
unpleasant
they
found
it
.
Eloquent
glances
passed
from
Parker
to
Lambert
,
Lambert
to
Ash
,
and
around
the
little
circle
.
Outside
,
the
universe
,
vast
and
threatening
,
pressed
tight
around
the
Nostromo
,
while
the
thick
,
ripe
smell
of
death
filled
the
corridors
leading
into
the
crowded
mess
.
.
Parker
and
Brett
descended
the
companionway
leading
from
the
service
deck
above
,
joined
the
rest
of
a
tired
,
discouraged
group
of
hunters
.
’
Any
signs
?
’
Dallas
asked
the
assemblage
.
’
Any
strange
smells
,
blood
,
’
he
hesitated
momentarily
,
finished
,
’
pieces
of
Kane
?
’
’
Nothing
,
’
Lambert
told
him
.
’
Nothing
,
’
echoed
Ash
,
with
obvious
disappointment
.
