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She
studied
her
instruments
,
touched
a
control
on
one
briefly
.
’
Twenty
minutes
.
’
She
accompanied
the
announcement
with
a
meaningful
stare
.
Dallas
didn
’
t
comment
,
turned
his
attention
back
to
the
black
circle
of
the
shaft
,
continued
to
stare
downward
although
he
couldn
’
t
see
a
thing
.
A
flash
of
Kane
’
s
lightbar
revealed
still
more
of
the
peculiar
objects
attached
to
the
floor
of
the
chamber
,
in
the
centre
of
the
room
.
He
moved
toward
them
,
circled
them
while
examining
individual
specimens
in
turn
.
Each
was
roughly
a
third
of
a
metre
high
,
oval
in
shape
,
and
leathery
in
appearance
.
Choosing
one
at
random
,
he
turned
his
light
on
it
,
kept
it
focused
there
.
The
steady
illumination
revealed
nothing
new
,
nor
did
it
seem
to
have
any
effect
on
the
ovoid
.
’
It
’
s
like
some
kind
of
storage
area
,
for
sure
.
’
There
was
no
response
from
his
helmet
speakers
.
’
I
said
it
’
s
definitely
a
storage
area
.
Anybody
read
me
?
’
’
Loud
and
clear
,
’
Dallas
said
quickly
.
’
We
were
listening
,
that
’
s
all
.
You
say
you
’
re
pretty
sure
it
’
s
a
storage
room
?
’
’
That
’
s
right
.
’
’
Anything
to
support
that
premise
besides
its
size
and
shape
?
’
’
Sure
is
.
Those
protrusions
on
the
wall
are
also
on
the
floor
,
and
they
’
re
not
part
of
the
ship
.
This
whole
place
is
stocked
with
’
em
.
Leathery
things
.
Matter
of
fact
,
they
kind
of
resemble
that
urn
you
found
above
,
only
these
are
much
softer
looking
.
And
these
seem
to
be
sealed
,
where
yours
was
empty
.
They
’
re
all
arranged
according
to
somebody
’
s
concept
of
order
,
though
there
seems
to
be
a
lot
of
wasted
space
.
’
’
Funny
-
sounding
kind
of
cargo
,
if
that
’
s
what
it
is
.
Can
you
see
if
anything
’
s
in
them
?
’
Dallas
was
remembering
the
hollow
urn
shape
he
’
d
found
.
’
Hang
on
.
I
’
ll
give
it
a
closer
look
.
’
Leaving
the
lightbar
on
,
he
approached
the
particular
specimen
he
’
d
been
studying
,
reached
out
a
gloved
hand
,
and
touched
it
.
Nothing
happened
.
Leaning
over
he
tugged
at
the
sides
,
then
the
top
.
There
was
nothing
resembling
a
catch
or
break
on
the
smooth
surface
.
