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Yet
somehow
they
didn
’
t
give
him
the
impression
of
having
been
stowed
.
There
was
too
much
wasted
space
in
the
vaulted
chamber
.
Of
course
,
until
they
had
some
idea
of
what
the
protrusions
were
,
it
was
absurd
to
speculate
on
the
rationale
behind
alien
methods
of
storing
cargo
.
’
You
all
right
down
there
,
Kane
?
’
Dallas
’
s
voice
.
’
Yeah
.
You
ought
to
see
this
.
’
’
See
what
?
What
’
ve
you
found
?
’
’
I
’
m
not
sure
.
But
it
’
s
weird
.
’
’
What
are
you
talking
about
?
’
There
was
a
pause
,
then
,
’
Kane
,
could
you
be
a
little
more
specific
?
"
Weird
"
doesn
’
t
tell
us
much
.
This
whole
ship
is
weird
,
but
that
’
s
not
how
it
’
s
going
to
be
described
in
the
official
report
.
’
’
Okay
.
I
’
m
in
another
big
chamber
like
the
one
above
.
There
’
s
something
all
over
the
walls
.
’
Holding
his
lightbar
extended
in
front
of
him
in
an
unconsciously
weapon
-
like
pose
,
he
walked
over
to
the
nearest
wall
and
examined
the
protrusions
.
Up
close
,
he
was
able
to
decide
that
they
weren
’
t
part
of
the
hull
structure
.
Not
only
that
,
they
looked
more
organic
than
ever
.
Above
,
Dallas
glanced
over
at
Lambert
.
’
How
long
until
sunset
?
’
