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Though
for
all
he
knew
,
the
composition
of
the
urn
might
test
the
melting
ability
of
his
pistol
.
He
was
almost
ready
to
return
to
the
shaft
in
the
floor
when
his
light
fell
on
something
complex
and
boldly
mechanical
.
Within
the
semi
-
organic
confines
of
the
alien
ship
its
reassuringly
functional
appearance
was
a
great
relief
,
though
the
design
itself
was
utterly
unfamiliar
.
’
Over
here
!
’
’
Something
wrong
?
’
That
was
Kane
.
’
Not
a
thing
.
I
’
ve
found
a
mechanism
.
’
Lambert
and
Kane
rushed
to
join
him
,
their
boots
raising
little
puffs
of
animated
dust
.
They
added
their
own
lights
to
Dallas
’
s
.
All
seemed
quiet
and
dead
,
though
Dallas
had
the
impression
of
patient
power
functioning
smoothly
somewhere
behind
those
strangely
contoured
panels
.
And
evidence
of
mechanical
life
was
provided
by
the
sight
of
a
single
metal
bar
moving
steadily
back
and
forth
on
its
grooved
track
,
though
it
made
,
according
to
suit
sensors
,
not
a
sound
.
’
Looks
like
it
’
s
still
functioning
.
Wonder
how
long
its
been
running
like
this
.
’
Kane
examined
the
device
,
fascinated
.
’
Wonder
what
it
does
.
’
’
I
can
tell
you
that
.
’
They
turned
to
Lambert
.
She
confirmed
what
Dallas
had
already
guessed
.
She
was
holding
her
finder
,
the
same
instrument
that
had
led
them
here
from
the
Nostromo
.
’
It
’
s
the
transmitter
.
Automatic
distress
call
,
just
like
we
imagined
it
might
be
.
It
looks
clean
enough
to
be
brand
new
,
though
it
’
s
likely
been
putting
out
that
signal
for
years
.
’
She
shrugged
.
’
Maybe
decades
.
Or
longer
.
’
Dallas
ran
a
small
instrument
over
the
surface
of
the
alien
device
.
’
Electrostatic
repulsion
.
That
explains
the
absence
of
dust
.
Too
bad
.
There
isn
’
t
much
wind
in
here
and
the
depth
of
the
dust
might
give
us
a
clue
to
how
long
the
machine
’
s
been
set
up
.
It
looks
portable
.
’
He
turned
the
scanner
off
,
slipped
it
back
into
its
waist
holder
.
