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We jetted over. The outer hull access panel was clearly, conveniently lit.
<Here’s the environmental adaptation panel Erek told us about,> Jake said, placing a row of suckers on top of the flat rectangle. <Let’s see what the Pemalite computer makes of this.>
A glowing yellow light flashed twice, to our eyes as blindingly bright as a flashbulb.
Jake drew back his long squid arm, and using just the tip, daintily punched the number six.
Immediately, the side of the ship slid open, exposing a decompression chamber big enough to accommodate six giant squid.