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’
Mother
wouldn
’
t
have
pulled
us
out
of
hypersleep
unless
we
were
,
’
Ripley
murmured
.
’
It
’
s
coming
from
ascension
six
minutes
,
twenty
seconds
;
declination
minus
thirty
-
nine
degrees
,
two
seconds
.
’
’
Show
me
the
whole
thing
on
a
screen
.
’
The
navigator
hit
a
succession
of
buttons
.
One
of
the
bridge
viewscreens
flickered
,
gifted
them
with
a
bright
dot
.
’
High
albedo
.
Can
you
get
it
a
little
closer
?
’
’
No
.
You
have
to
look
at
it
from
this
distance
.
That
’
s
what
I
’
m
going
to
do
.
’
Immediately
the
screen
zoomed
in
tighter
on
the
point
of
light
,
revealing
an
unspectacular
,
slightly
oblate
shape
sitting
in
emptiness
.
’
Smart
ass
.
’
Dallas
voiced
it
without
malice
.
’
You
sure
that
’
s
it
?
It
’
s
a
crowded
system
.
’
’
That
’
s
it
,
all
right
.
Just
a
planetoid
,
really
.
Maybe
twelve
hundred
kilometres
,
no
more
.
’
’
Any
rotation
?
’
