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’
Ready
by
the
lock
,
’
Ripley
reported
.
’
She
’
s
standing
open
and
waiting
for
company
.
’
’
It
’
s
on
its
way
.
’
Dallas
started
crawling
,
his
eyes
on
the
tunnel
ahead
,
fingers
on
the
controls
of
the
incinerator
.
The
shaft
here
was
less
than
a
metre
wide
.
Metal
rubbed
insistently
at
his
knees
and
he
wished
he
’
d
donned
an
extra
pair
of
overalls
.
Too
late
for
that
now
,
he
mused
.
Everyone
was
ready
and
prepared
.
He
wasn
’
t
going
back
.
’
How
you
doing
?
’
a
voice
sounded
over
his
mike
speaker
.
’
Okay
,
Ash
,
’
he
told
the
anxious
science
officer
.
’
Don
’
t
worry
about
me
.
Keep
your
eyes
on
that
opening
in
case
it
’
s
slipped
behind
me
somehow
.
’
He
turned
his
first
bend
in
the
shaft
,
fighting
to
see
in
his
head
the
exact
layout
of
the
ship
’
s
ventilating
system
.
The
printed
schematic
back
in
the
mess
was
fuzzy
and
indistinct
in
his
memory
.
The
vents
were
hardly
among
the
ship
’
s
critical
systems
.
It
was
too
late
to
wish
that
he
’
d
taken
more
time
to
study
them
.
Several
more
tight
turns
showed
in
the
shaft
ahead
of
him
.
He
paused
,
breathing
heavily
,
and
raised
the
tip
of
the
flamethrower
.
There
was
nothing
to
indicate
that
anything
lay
hiding
behind
those
bends
,
but
it
was
better
not
to
take
chances
.
The
incinerator
’
s
fuel
level
read
almost
full
.
It
wouldn
’
t
hurt
to
let
the
creature
know
what
was
following
close
behind
it
,
maybe
drive
it
forward
without
having
to
face
it
.
A
touch
on
the
red
button
sent
a
gout
of
flame
down
the
tunnel
.
The
roar
was
loud
in
the
constricted
shaft
,
and
heat
rushed
back
across
his
protesting
skin
.
He
started
forward
again
,
taking
care
to
keep
his
ungloved
hands
off
the
now
hot
metal
he
was
crawling
over
.
A
little
heat
even
penetrated
the
tough
fabric
of
his
pants
.
He
didn
’
t
feel
it
.
His
senses
were
all
concentrated
forward
,
searching
for
movement
and
smell
.
In
the
equipment
area
,
Lambert
thoughtfully
regarded
the
tightly
screened
opening
.
She
reached
back
,
threw
a
switch
.
There
was
a
hum
and
the
metal
grille
slid
out
of
sight
,
leaving
a
gaping
hole
in
the
wall
.
’
Are
you
crazy
?
’
Parker
eyed
her
uncertainly
.
