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- Working his way over to the hose control panel, he twists the valve, filling the hose with eighty-three bars of fire-retardant chemicals.
- “What the fuck are you doing?” she screams as the hose inflates under her grip, but he doesn’t reply. His keen eyes scan the rafters, and he spots one of the snatchers creeping toward her, ready to drop down in spite of the howling gale.
- “Above you!” He thrusts his finger toward it in an exaggerated gesture, willing her to see the threat. The beast unfolds like lethal origami, all hard angles save for the curve of its domed skull. Anne’s attention flicks upward, and she twists the hose to fire a high-powered flush of white chemicals at the creature. It screeches in hatred as they strike, sending it off course, flailing into a pair of Rose Eagle developers.
- The thing wastes no time in assaulting its new targets. It flings one toward the breach, correctly intuiting that person will die a more horrible death in the vacuum of space.
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- Alien: The Cold Forge, Chapter 17
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