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The
occasional
readings
had
hinted
at
extensive
desolation
,
a
hostile
,
barren
desert
of
a
world
.
’
Radar
gives
me
noise
.
’
Ripley
wished
electronics
could
react
to
imprecations
as
readily
as
people
.
’
Sonar
gives
me
noise
.
Infra
-
red
,
noise
.
Hang
on
,
I
’
m
going
to
try
ultra
violet
.
Spectrum
’
s
high
enough
not
to
interfere
.
’
A
moment
,
followed
by
the
appearance
on
a
crucial
readout
of
some
gratifying
lines
at
last
,
followed
in
turn
by
brightly
lit
words
and
a
computer
sketch
.
’
That
did
it
.
’
’
And
a
place
to
land
on
it
?
’
Ripley
looked
fully
relaxed
now
.
’
As
near
as
I
can
tell
,
we
can
set
down
anywhere
you
like
.
Readings
say
it
’
s
flat
below
us
.
Totally
flat
.
’
Dallas
’
s
thoughts
turned
to
visions
of
smooth
lava
,
of
a
cool
but
deceptively
thin
crust
barely
concealing
molten
destruction
.
’
Yeah
,
but
flat
what
?
Water
,
pahoehoe
,
sand
?
Bounce
something
off
,
Kane
.
Get
us
a
determination
.
I
’
ll
take
her
down
low
enough
so
that
we
lose
most
of
this
interference
.
If
it
’
s
flat
,
I
can
get
us
close
without
too
much
trouble
.
’
Kane
flipped
switches
.
’
Monitoring
.
Analytics
activated
.
Still
getting
noise
.
’
Carefully
,
Dallas
eased
the
tug
toward
the
surface
.
’
Still
noisy
,
but
starting
to
clear
.
’
Again
,
Dallas
lost
altitude
.
Lambert
watched
gauges
.
They
were
more
than
high
enough
for
safe
clearance
,
but
at
the
speed
they
were
Travelling
that
could
change
rapidly
if
anything
went
wrong
with
the
ship
’
s
engines
,
or
if
an
other
-
worldly
downdraft
should
materialize
.
Nor
could
they
cut
their
speed
further
.
In
this
wind
,
that
would
mean
a
critical
loss
of
control
.
