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Something
not
quite
as
thick
as
the
beam
the
engineering
tech
had
just
passed
under
reached
downward
.
It
descended
in
utter
silence
and
conveyed
a
feeling
of
tremendous
power
held
in
check
.
Fingers
spread
,
clutched
,
wrapped
completely
around
the
engineer
’
s
throat
and
crossed
over
themselves
.
Brett
shrieked
,
both
hands
going
reflexively
to
his
neck
.
For
all
the
effect
his
hands
had
on
them
,
those
gripping
fingers
might
as
well
have
been
welded
together
.
He
went
up
in
that
hand
,
legs
dancing
in
empty
air
.
Jones
bolted
beneath
him
.
The
cat
shot
past
Ripley
and
Parker
,
who
’
d
just
arrived
.
They
plunged
unthinking
into
the
equipment
bay
.
Soon
they
were
standing
where
they
’
d
seen
Brett
’
s
legs
flailing
moments
before
.
Staring
up
into
blackness
,
they
had
a
last
brief
glimpse
of
dangling
feet
and
twisting
torso
receding
upward
Above
the
helpless
figure
of
the
engineer
was
a
faint
outline
,
something
man
-
shaped
but
definitely
not
a
man
.
Something
huge
and
malevolent
.
There
was
a
split
second
’
s
sight
of
light
reflecting
off
eyes
far
too
big
for
even
a
huge
head
.
Then
both
alien
and
engineer
had
vanished
into
the
upper
reaches
of
the
Nostromo
.
’
Jesus
,
’
Parker
whispered
.
’
It
grew
.
’
Ripley
looked
blankly
at
her
shock
tube
,
considered
it
in
relation
to
the
hulking
mass
far
above
.
’
It
grew
fast
.
All
the
time
we
were
hunting
for
something
Jones
’
size
,
it
had
turned
into
that
.
’
She
suddenly
grew
aware
of
their
restricted
space
,
of
the
darkness
and
massive
crates
pressing
tight
around
them
,
of
the
numerous
passages
between
crates
and
thick
metal
supports
.
’
What
are
we
doing
standing
here
?
It
may
come
back
.
’
She
hefted
the
toy
-
like
tube
,
aware
of
how
little
effect
it
would
be
likely
to
have
on
a
creature
that
size
.
They
hurried
from
the
bay
.
Try
as
they
would
,
the
memory
of
that
last
fading
scream
stayed
with
them
,
glued
to
their
minds
.
Parker
had
known
Brett
a
long
time
,
but
that
final
shriek
induced
him
to
run
as
fast
as
Ripley
.
.
There
was
less
confidence
in
the
faces
of
those
assembled
in
the
mess
room
than
last
time
.
No
one
tried
to
hide
it
,
least
of
all
Parker
and
Ripley
.
Having
seen
what
they
were
now
confronted
by
,
they
retained
very
little
in
the
way
of
confidence
at
all
.
Dallas
was
examining
a
recently
printed
schematic
of
the
Nostromo
.
Parker
stood
by
the
door
,
occasionally
glancing
nervously
down
the
corridor
.
’
Whatever
it
was
,
’
the
engineer
said
into
the
silence
,
’
it
was
big
.
Swung
down
on
him
like
a
giant
fucking
bat
.
’
