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Panting
,
Ripley
reached
the
vestibule
by
the
starboard
lock
.
A
glance
at
her
tracker
showed
no
movement
in
the
area
.
She
touched
a
nearby
red
switch
.
A
soft
hum
filled
that
section
of
corridor
.
The
massive
lock
door
moved
aside
.
When
it
was
clear
and
the
hum
had
died
she
thumbed
the
intercom
.
’
Ready
starboard
airlock
.
’
Parker
and
Lambert
reached
the
section
of
corridor
specified
by
Dallas
,
halted
.
The
vent
opening
,
grille
-
covered
and
innocent
-
looking
,
showed
in
the
wall
three
quarters
of
the
way
up
.
’
That
’
s
where
it
’
ll
be
coming
out
,
if
it
tries
this
way
,
’
Parker
observed
.
Lambert
nodded
,
moved
to
the
nearby
’
com
pickup
to
report
that
they
were
in
position
.
Back
in
the
food
locker
,
Dallas
listened
intently
as
Lambert
’
s
report
followed
Ripley
’
s
.
Dallas
asked
a
couple
of
questions
,
acknowledged
the
answers
,
and
switched
off
.
Ash
handed
him
his
flamethrower
,
Dallas
adjusted
the
nozzle
and
fired
a
couple
of
quick
,
short
bursts
.
’
It
’
s
still
working
.
Parker
’
s
a
better
applied
machinist
than
even
he
thinks
he
is
.
’
He
noticed
the
expression
on
Ash
’
s
face
.
’
Something
the
matter
?
’
’
You
’
ve
made
your
decision
.
It
’
s
not
my
place
to
comment
.
’
’
You
’
re
the
science
officer
.
Go
ahead
and
comment
.
’
’
This
has
nothing
to
do
with
science
.
’
