Ripley- Stomach Cut

  A large creature staggered at her, elements of the dog-aliens even more apparent now that it was up and moving. She hosed it down, sweeping the spray gun left and right and slicing gushing wounds in the thing’s carapace. It stumbled and fell, its tail whipping through the air and catching her across the stomach. She just staggered for a moment.
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  “We need to patch you up.”

  “I’m fine,” Ripley said, not feeling fine but finding the strength to move. “There’s Sneddon and Baxter... you can’t carry me as well. I’ll walk ’til I drop.”

  And she did. Five paces out through the curtained opening, a few more across the open space beyond, and then her whole world started to spin. She was bleeding, burning, maybe even dying. And though she held on as hard as she could, Ripley couldn’t fight back the darkness descending all around her.

  Faces watched her fall. She only hoped she would see them all again.

Out of the Shadows, Chapter 16