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- She’s surprised to find that they didn’t wire him with any “deep pain” receptors, just surface stuff. Weyland-Yutani must have assumed he’d notice if he was missing an arm, or had a knee twisted off. She pats down his leg and finds the ankle out of joint. She can walk on it, but she’s not going to be running any marathons.
- Pulling the flash tool out of her pocket she powers it on, thankful for the orange light of its tiny readout. Through it, Marcus’s sensitive eyes perceive stacks of crates, and shapes in the darkness she can’t quite understand— masses of shadow that glitter in the gloom like a blanket of distant stars.
- This is the general storage for the kennels, but it’s been changed somehow. Her mind can’t quite pick out the borders of objects—they’re blurry and curved where they should be straight. A black column rises in front of her. She reaches out to touch it.
- ***
- Alien: The Cold Forge, Chapter 20
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